| A Postscript from Corozal |
Bet you think I’m an awful aircastle constructionist. Well, I at least try to make things come true, and you’ll never shoot the moon by aiming at China. The higher you attempt, the higher you’ll get in the end....
Right now I’m believing that the fates have been foiled in their design to make a certain redhead settle down like a nice boy and become as standard as the next-door neighbor! There’s nothing but work in this world. Nothing but work and grief and routine! Oh yeah? Well, I’m just young enough to call the guy that says that a damn liar. Maybe the sad truth will come to us in the end, but think what a fine time we’re going to have finding that truth out!
| L. Ron Hubbard |
