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Keeping My Place. The Bobbling Ball. - Bedlam Farm
I sometimes think of my life – as life – as a bobbling ball, tossed from an ocean liner on a vast and changing sea. I think of myself as bobbing along, engulfed by one wave, then another, then by winds, hot sun, roiling wakes, maybe bumped by a whale or two, or nosed by […]
Jon Katz