Friends, somebody said, are “god’s apology for relations.” I

El viaje transcurrió sin el menor incidente. El Cohete Azul del Pacífico llegó a Nueva Orleáns con dos minutos y medio de anticipación,

The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy has this to say on the subject of flying. There is an art, it says, or, rather, a knack to flying. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

I wonder if that's the perennial story of writers: you find the true light, you lose the true light, you find it again. And maybe again.

Written By Sue Monk Kidd

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