Seconds To Live

I am number three on an attack line consisting of 2.5 inch cotton covered hose pressurized to something in excess of 130 p.s.i. At these pressures the hose is as stiff as a tube of steel. You have to throw your entire weight into it to bend it around alley corners, or force it to descend through a hatchway to reach the deck below.
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Filling the Gap

After completing the prior post, I realized there is something else taking place.

The document submission was completed early in the morning. This resulted in a gap. The gap was filled with the hike to the copy shop. Upon return home there was another encounter with a gap. I see Dr D tomorrow and I know she will ask me how things are going. So I need to provide an answer. Delivering this answer requires that I engage in self observation, and the creation of a summary.

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