Still the one hungry, crazy kid will enter the woods with a mission to succeed no matter what and someday when I am high on a hill I will see him coming. He will come down my path. I will shake his hand in respect and say congratz.
Because although all the low hanging fruit is gone it is still a beautiful life. A quiet peaceful valley I have found. It is out there.
But I might have to set a few trip wires and booby traps along the way.
Noone gives secrets or traffic src's. But I will say good luck.
It's lonely in the woods. I don't mind some company, but not an army.
Once in a while when I am higher yet on a hill I see a glimpse of many of your paths. But like a fraternity of mountain men, your secret's safe with me.
They must walk the woods.