Holiday In Hamloafia

A shame you never taught me engines, father, I would have been quite good with my hands. I thought there was a plot of land over that hill, next to a tree straight out of a Robert Frost poem, that I could dig for myself and make my life worth living. When I was a kid I thought I could catch the rays of the sun in the evening, when it was huge and orange, and I thought I could change the direction of the wind if I concentrated hard enough. Extraordinary things are still possible, they just take time and more effort that simply thinking about things to make them happen. But the feeling of accomplishment is the same. No reason to be greedy. Just settle yourself in for some work, and uncertainty, but be confident that you will reach the end in a timely fashion and be impressed with the results.