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Lemons into Lemonade

Mole

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I am a dancing animal, for every second day I spend five hours connected to a dialysis machine that takes my blood, cleans it, and puts it back in my animal body.

At first I thought I wouldn't be able to bear this until I started to dance.

With my blood coursing through a complex machine I dance in a heavy, high tech chair to 50's Rock and Roll for hours at a time.

It can take up to half an hour for my animal body to become hot and reach my second wind, then I feel I can dance for ever.

And then the endorfins take over and I reach the runners high, but in this case, the dancer's high. Yes, I have reached an altered state of consciousness where time disappears, my inhibitions attenuate, and the world is beautiful.
 
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