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February 8, 2007
I talked circles around my professor after class. I made even myself dizzy with the topic jumping, unfinished thoughts and questions that I never allowed her time to answer. It reminded me of last month when my therapist literally told me to shut up and listen to her for a moment. I half expected that professor to do the same. This talking thing is new to me. A life spent in silence now opens to the light of day. I ramble and talk fast. And this is the same professor that I had during the semester that my dad died.