Is it a saying that
the heart never lies?
When work stress was
on, my heart rate
(average resting)
was 74, When I visited
family, it was
78. When I got back home
and was on vacation,
it was a better 71.
When I sang with
folks at the pub today,
it was 60 bpm. Maybe my heart is
deceitful and
desperately wicked, but
I think it loves
music an awful lot.
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