As a storm broke, and thunder and lightning crashed, a boat bobbed on the water in a sheltered inlet, secure on its mooring, its rope sturdy and well-tied, its buoy anchored and fortified. In my mind’s eye I could see that imaginary boat as a different kind of storm boiled around me, and as I felt my thoughts flung from bow to stern.
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