Roll down any hill in the world, which hill would you choose? Would it be a grassy hill under a sunny sky for a smooth roll or would it be a rocky mountainous hill at night for a bumpy – bounce through the air – “Where am I gonna land?” – all the way down roll? Would you take a friend? Which one?
What if – – – what if you weren’t the rock, but one was chasing you? A Big one. Then what?
Being underwhelmed with deep thoughts like this while being trapped at home during the COVID-19 pandemic has become my most unfavorite thing to do.
