Heart beat. Once upon a time, someone offered me perspective. “Your heart is roughly the same size and shape as your fist.” Somewhere along the way I forgot that it is strong enough to take a punch. Somewhere along the way I started to treat it more like a glass jaw, fragile and susceptible to irreparable harm. Somewhere along the way I forgot that it delights in a good thumping, with a pulse powerful enough to push plasma. We don’t…
