“because wherever I sat—on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok—I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar Share this:EmailFacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by kaleachapmanpsyd Clinical Psychologist practicing in the Los Feliz neighborhood of Los Angeles, California. View all posts by kaleachapmanpsyd