Your trek into the life a stone's toss beyond the witching hour is one for the ages. All ages, but ours in particular. Alone while not lonely or worse, alone surrounded by others, your journey is one that resonates with me. The sights of early days when the weeks speed by. Wrangling with the new and old while knowing the old is new and the new isn't what you could have imagined. Alas, the writing. The prose you create from the heart of being there is what I am speaking to. What a sweet sound. Honest and genuine. I wish we could have coffee together under one of your redwoods.

Eric