Sometimes my life—my whole life—feels a driveway on a continually and very snowy day: As soon I’ve shoveled one side of it clear, enough fresh snow has fallen on the other side to prevent me from ever getting out.
Sometimes my life—my whole life—feels a driveway on a continually and very snowy day: As soon I’ve shoveled one side of it clear, enough fresh snow has fallen on the other side to prevent me from ever getting out.