Our Traveller

If thou wouldst stand on Etna's
     burning brow,
With smoke above, and roaring
     flame below;
And gaze adown that molten
     gulf reveal'd,
Till thy soul shudder'd and thy
     senses reel'd. - 

If thou wouldst beard Niag'ra in his pride,
Or stem the billows of Propontic tide;
Scale all alone some dizzy Alpine "haut",
And shriek "Excelsior!" amidst the snow. -  

Wouldst tempt all deaths, all dangers that may be, -
Perils by land, and perils on the sea, -
This vast round world, I say, if thou wouldst view it, -
Then why the dickens don't you go and do it.

Why indeed.  And so you leave tonight, a liar and what odds at that.  It will work itself out for the best and you can prove the ability to sneak.  If caught, who cares.  One life, live it up, 'cause we got one life.  6 year anniversary, and a bill of another $25K in your name goes out to be paid.  So it is.  Playlist #2 write-up on the go, after drunken rambling amidst the crazy Kavanaugh hearing, to be mailed this afternoon.  So. it. is. 

Company.  Othello.  Storm.  Lear.  Lupone. Rylance. Pryce. McKellan.  With Arsenal as a teaser and an electronica Robottin in Venice to close?  Oh my.  Much to look forward to as you escape, the boat a bit knocked, but aren't we all.  She has been a beauty, last night remembering over the wine was fun. 

My oh my.   Safe travels, McMahon.  As you start the fire-sale and begin planning the real escape by this time next year.  Have the courage to "go and do it" as the poet says.  There is no reason why not.