Mira mesh is lovely. Quoins, ladders, dirt for digging, and a bean tree for shade!
I know, it's unfathomablabe anyone would ever want to leave.
But I feel the urge to roam growing inside me like onions in a garden.
Alas, I cannot. My best efforts are failing me tonight. Location codes leave me in a sea of purple-grey.
The roads to Chengo Chase, Manggai Mile and Jantic Jog dissolve my being in the same sea.
Oh! Such sorrow in my heart!