She stared idely out the window trying to ignore her shaking hands and her throbbing heart. Time ticked steadily yet unsurely as a whirlwind of memories took over her thoughts. Overwhelmed. The cat sat on the countertop licking its' paws. She set her pencil down. The cat meowed. Her body quivered. The pencil rolled from the table and hit the floor with an uneven tap. Her eyes shut. The sound of the clock ticking slowed to an impossible rhythm. Her breath quickened. A soft whimper filled the silence of the room. Her shoulders fell. Her history crawled up her spine and whispered her a final "good-bye". Her ankles twist, her hips shift; she's on the floor, she's broken down.