Advertisement Continue reading the main storyA colleague at work points out my constant limp. Advertisement Continue reading the main storySoon, I leave my university career. This story should end with an epiphany, a moment when I discover that I can still soar. For just a moment, my heart lifts and, as if to answer me, the hawk rises and spreads its wings and then flaps back into place. Advertisement Continue reading the main storyNothing, I say.

Source: New York Times April 05, 2017 16:41 UTC