I didn't plan for this to be anticlimactic, but I've learned that my favorite stories happen when we lose (or surrender) control. It's simply an end to a season that is a prelude to what I'm meant to do.

Foreplay has it's place but I'm sure you want me to focus and really get in there. No more building things up just to get sidetracked and derailed. No more long winded artful monologues.

We're done "talking". Let's see what this baby can REALLY do.

Unbuckle your seatbelt and...

Just. Let. Go.