Frolicking in the Face of Danger: Lessons from the Creek and Middle-Earth
Play is the only sane reaction to an insane world.
My wife and I sat at the creek's edge watching a school of baby fishes playing in the shallow waters. They swooshed back and forth, jumped out of the water, and bumped into each other — they frolicked.
As they had fun, we saw a huge gray mullet swimming in circles around them as if carefully picking its breakfast. We froze. The mullet must…
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