Someday, an old goat is going to feel her years. Her hooves will be dull and her fingers shake too much to hold a guitar pick, eyes rheumy and pain in her joints. Glamour will leech away and be harder to hold onto, and the bright things in life will seem more distant with each passing moon. When that day comes, then there will be a tragoidia... but today IS NOT THAT DAY!
Tomorrow ain't it later!
In fact, just put it on hold. Don't call us, we'll call you.
