AdriftMay 12, 2010
I will take care of the problem, he said. I will solve this, because it is mine to solve.
But he had no idea where to begin, and that was probably why it had all started in the first place. There was no compass nor starlight on his particular sea, yet whenever he returned to land, his legs wobbled so much he couldn’t walk straight. He didn’t know how to tell her the extent to which he had gone adrift.