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When I get real with myself and sit with the fact that right now I could be dead or paralyzed or be permanently disabled, I am brought to tears. I am so lucky to be in this pain, to be broken, and to be stuck in this neck brace. What if we lived each movement like it's our last? What if you never get that time to make up with a friend? What if you never walked again? What if you lived without regrets? How different would this world be?