All of us, intuitively, can relate to a "marrow experience," one that pervades our very bones.
In her memoir of manic depression, An Unquiet Mind, Dr. Kay Jamison unblinkingly describes the state she was in:
"St. Andrews provided a gentle forgetfulness over the preceding painful years of my life. It remains a haunting and lovely time to me, a marrow experience. For one who during her undergraduate years was trying to escape an inexplicable weariness and despair, St. Andrews was an amulet against all manner of longing and loss, a year of gravely held but joyous rememberances. Throughout and beyond a long North Sea winter, it was the Indian summer of my life."
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