it may not be california, but looks like i'm going to somewhere after all.
i'm off to a few days of vacation kids, wrapping up the last days of summertime to go out and get cozy on the sand.
"Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than treason
To go with the drift of things
To yield to with grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?"
R.F.
So long.
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