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Teeny tiny abandonments add up; they sound polite, but land like a finger slammed in a door. “That’s not how things are done.” “I don’t have the bandwidth.” “I can’t do that.” The pretense that circumstances have tied the speaker’s hands is never true in my book. There must be something I can do. The…

On a family trip, I needed to take a private plane between two airports—not like the private planes you see on TV, but the kind crop dusters use. I already didn’t like turbulence, and I couldn’t imagine liking it. My sister-in-law told me to imagine I was riding a horse. I don’t know if it…