I am...

Hot. Sweaty. Hungry. I'm in the middle of moving and I haven't had dinner. I miss the Ranch. My room is a wreck.

And I'm more deeply, organically happy and relaxed than I have ever been, in Berkeley or anywhere. That's how good this summer was for me.

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I just left that message, pretty much verbatim, on a friend's voice mail. It's worth shouting.

Sean, Jack, Sarah, Shannon, and everybody else at the Ranch--thank you.