I am scared of transportation devices—planes, trains, boats, cars especially—yet I surrender to them, as we all do. I accept the lottery of life we gamble within, daily, as we move about our daily lives. As someone with a painfully loud inner narrator, I often do this, painfully.
Driving through the mountains of Northern California, I marvel at the sight…
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