After spending most of the day inching through the woods, I'm exhausted. I've been blazing new trails with John on his property. You drive about 20 feet, stop, and cut countless vines and small trees with the machete for a half hour, drive 20 more feet, stop, and do it all over again. Strangely, that seems a pretty good analogy for life; you bust ass and only get a step or two ahead, and have to keep trudging along. I'm just waiting for that point in life where you hack enough junk that you get through to a fire lane, and its smooth sailing for a good while... Much too tired to go into detail, but I figured I'd add something a little (¡muy poco!) philosophical to my blog before I turn into a pumpkin ^_^