When Megan entered the limo that was waiting for her at the San Francisco airport, she gasped. The unexpected passenger sent her a guilty grin. “Joseph! What are you doing here?” (see The Unknowable, Revealed?). “Namaste,” Megan’s assistant replied. “I figured you weren’t the only one who needed a quiet and reflective week.” Megan opened […]
Fathoming the Unknowable (in Your Words)
Cosmopolitan 