About: I looked at her lying there, so still and unmoving, her lovely face broken into pieces under the bandage. […] I was about to launch into the New Year’s Day annual Polar Bear Club Swim, a tradition clearly for lunatics, in the icy Atlantic waters of Coney Island, the freezing cold of Lake Michigan in Chicago and off the coast of Vancouver in the frigid Pacific, when suddenly I looked down and really saw her as Donna, not some body lying in a bed, designed to add to my general discomfort on earth.       Sponge   NotDistinct   Permalink