Enter Eric Handmacher.
Car accident.
Dizzy.
Can't hear.
Can't stand.
Can't remember.
Everyone looks at me like I'm about to break.
When I was dizzy and embarrassed, he held my arm and hand so I felt grounded.
When I couldn't hear, he repeated himself.
When I couldn't stand he lifted me up.
When I couldn't remember, he reminded me.
He didn't hug me like I was going to break. He hugged me tight and held me up.
Looking back I had the outside of the puzzle all put together and glued down. Now we're putting the middle together, together.

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