Nathan's column: There’s no need to run away
I don’t remember ever wanting to run away and join the circus when I was younger. I lacked the coordination to be an acrobat and my more or less total lack of upper-body strength meant any attempt to work the trapeze would almost certainly ended in tragedy.
It certainly wasn’t long before I realized I would be too tall to ever fit in one of those clown cars. Those things look like they have zero headroom.