{"id":4878,"date":"2017-01-20T05:09:19","date_gmt":"2017-01-20T12:09:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/annleemiller.com\/?p=4878"},"modified":"2017-01-19T20:29:16","modified_gmt":"2017-01-20T03:29:16","slug":"beached-brokendown-blessed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/annleemiller.com\/2017\/01\/beached-brokendown-blessed\/","title":{"rendered":"Beached, Brokendown, and Blessed"},"content":{"rendered":"
The screen door clanged shut on our icy house and I lifted my cheeks for New Smyrna Beach\u2019s kiss of warmth. I rubbed my biceps through my bulky sweater and headed toward Riverside Drive, careful to keep to the sun-heated stretches of pavement.<\/p>\n
Last night I could see my breath in my room before I curled into a fetal position under a pile of blankets.<\/p>\n