You know that moment just before something painful is going to happen, the anticipation of pain feels as bad as the pain? Just before they put the cannula in. I always remember the way a sadistic teacher made us hold out our hands for ages before she rapped our knuckles with a ruler. That moment, that waiting for the bad thing, is where we are now.
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