This past year, it seems that I spent most of the time taking big steps over jutted holes where my foot stopped just short of another rut. I’d balance for a moment, thinking how to clear the next hole.
Though it’s metaphorical, it’s a pretty good description. I managed to sidestep all the mud holes and ruts but it has been exhausting. It was all little stuff. I recall few becaus...
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