“Beyond the Wild Wood comes the Wide World. And that’s something that has nothing to do with us, nor we with it. The Wide World is where people live. Human people. I’ve never been there, and I’m not going, nor you either, if you have any sense about you. Don’t ever refer to it again, please.” — Rat, The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame
Apparently, I have no sense. I love the Wide World. And I suspect that I always will.