When I was a kid, I experienced a running commentary in my head, as if there were a tiny narrator presenting a blow-by-blow on my life. Walking to school every morning, the voice would go into frenzied overdrive, describing for my invisible audience the physical surroundings, rehashing the morning's activities, and anticipating the potential anxieties awaiting me at school. Sometime between adolescence and adulthood, I ditched the psychic documentary crew. David Shields keeps... More >>>
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David Shields wants to capture the lumps in our throats.