Here we sit. Post summer of severe challenge and roller-coaster emotions, we contemplate trauma. Post trauma, we wonder what lies ahead. What test or surprise or challenge to complacency. Sometimes you think you've been through what you've been through. Much of the time you just go through it. Or so it seems on the far side of a potentially vicious curve, a pass between the Vale of Despond and the Great Unknown. Take that world. You don't lose us yet. We just be scum in the multitudinous surface film coating this rock in space, but we cling. What else could we do?