Grabbing pebbles, clawing at the cliff edge

“A drowning man will clutch at a straw.” Thomas More, Dialogue of Comfort Against Tribulation (1534)   I went over a cliff these last few days. Details are unimportant. And what let me float in mid-air, Wile E. Coyote faithful, were the many many handfuls of pretty pebbles I grabbed from that miserable rock as I lost…

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