i wake up from a deep sleep with a morning dream… that was abortion day at SC Planned Parenthood and the waiting room was filled with women consumed with their misery, alone. i pauzed in front of the door, took a deep breath and stepped in. began to talk with one woman and she’d tell me her story, and then another one and before long the waiting room was buzzing with stories shared between all. abortion days followed, with more women coming back to PP and more stories to be shared. among the crowd was marÃa, and our friend. and all the women who came for an abortion brought many friends. each time the buzzing would go on till the last woman came back from the surgery and then we’d all walk in the sun and lie on the beach and eat ice-cream… “happy abortion day” someone would say (and everybody would understand, that it was about shaking off dominant choking moralism and taking collective care).