ahh, the month's almost over, the end so near, without much fanfare, no blowing of horns, to scene enders, to last minute relavations, although there is one day left, but most of all, the disc is back, a long 8 months ahead, a road, a path, if short, direction and a place to end up, a tree maybe, next to the road, a place to sit and read a book, do some drawings, and be, well, content, happy in the place that i am, secure in my surroundings, and travel on the horizon, friends and family for the future, life is good.