When I get deep in thought, I sometimes wonder if there's a place just like this in an indescribably far distance away. Knowing you will never know is the pinnacle of an elusive sublime. Regardless, I keep growing day by day to appreciate all the things that had to go just right for the world to be the way it is, rather than guessing it's the only way that it could be.
Especially now, we may find ourselves muddled through troubled times, wavering with unpredictability and menace. I often find myself running back to this children's book enriched with an eerie dread as you never knew what was coming next. It took me a while to realize that the background of Richard Adams, the author, in WWII contributes to the tale's tone. It was a fight for survival, not a bat...