Let me tell you a story. Not long ago I was in the middle of a cheerful conversation when I slipped on wet wax, landed hard and broke bones in my left shoulder. I was in a fool’s paradise of happiness, you see, not realizing that I was working without a net—that in a second my happiness would be rudely interrupted. I could have hit my head and been killed. Or landed better and not been injured. At best what we can hope for is a daily reprieve from all of the things that can go wrong. Thirteen Conversations About One Thing is relentless in the way it demonstrates how little we control our
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