To take the bird metaphor further: she who lays her eggs in an open field has to be more aggressive in defending her chicks than she who lays in a camouflaging tree.
Me? I laid my egg on a freshly mown suburban lawn. Danger all around: kids playing ball and dogs digging and cars speeding past.
Nestless, I used my very own puffed up self to protect him. And letting go of that? Ah. Harder than I thought.
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