The Birdhouse, the Brain, and the Building Blocks of Inner Strength
A tale for the birds
The scent of freshly cut pine filled the air, mingling with the faintest hint of frustration.
There I was, perched precariously on a wobbly stool in my backyard, wrestling with a miniature birdhouse kit and a stubborn streak a mile wide.
Hammer in hand, I attempted to coax tiny nails into even tinier holes, the resulting …
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