“Able was I ere I saw Elba.”
It is a palindrome attributed to Napoleon when he was exiled.
Since I’m supposed to be teaching next year on a Caribbean island and that appears to have nothing to do with my life as I know it, I can’t help but feel I am headed for exile. In a prime location.
But still I go back to asking God, “What doing?”
But I can’t keep it because my home is my Honda Accord. Can’t keep all the little pitchers. Welcome to the life of a professional tumbleweed.