Are you actually stuck, or are you unwilling to pay the price of getting yourself unstuck? (In the literal sense of “finding a place to live,” but also in the metaphorical sense.)

Come for a walk with me through the snow on the second day of spring, and I shall consider what to do with our minds if we decide we are unwilling to pay the costs of getting our roots pulled up.

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