Let me tell you about my friend, N., whom I’ve known since grade school. N. told me recently that when she was around five, she had a vision. Not a vision with a capital “V.” More like a richly imagined daydream during a long car ride with her family. They were en route to a beloved vacation spot and N. spent much of …
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