I remember the wooden gate at the top of the external staircase at our home which had three rusted nails in it, three nails that liked to loosen and protrude every few days and which made closing the gate challenging. And on top of that, we put up with this hassle for – three years before fixing it? All we needed was a few new nails and a hammer. Our ability to become accustomed to minor irritations is astounding.
-28 May 2017
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