...so I shall take my leave. Traditionally as may be perceived, from the city streets to the green green fields, to the outest reaches I can reach. To live the loudest where you don't hear a peep. To seek enlightenment and light and retreat. From all that riles me up in this pot of boulders, come back stronger not a lot yet older, when autumn rolls in and we're hot but colder.
See y'all in October!
Have a great summer y'all.