Prescription Thursday. I lie face up in my acupuncturist's middle room. We chat.A: Isn't it coming up on the year anniversary...of when your friend told you...Is that right? No, he told me in March. But last February, I felt it was coming. She taps more needles into my skin. A: Do you know what anxiety feels like?Me: I think so.* * *I picture a kite swirling in the air, unable to find a steady stream of air.* * *Sat…
SOURCE: Variations On A Theme at 10:35PM on February 12, 2012