The weather blew from California: wet and windy; laying down a coat of traction-able snow. In this smoosh we drove to Best Buy for the last time; dropping off boxes of books as sort of a preview of the next level of this purge begins.
Excelsior!!! At last the technology I have been fussing with for this entire period finally works at least with the Blu Ray. I have no comment on the stinkey snow leopard except, “Damn it’s spots.”.
After a break-fast dinner of steamed broccoli, we watched a documentary on Enron in celebration …or preparation.
The market was again testy today. I woke at 5AM today because I was so keyed. I had plenty of time to watch the FTSE action (down 1.19%) and then the opening. By the close it looked like a fierce meltdown in progress with plenty of bile to spew into the next week.
By any measure this fast has been the easiest, ever. Maybe because it came as such a clear directive. In my aimless state such clarity is rare. So, now this is over, the components work, the market is a mess ..What is next? Next week, next month, the very future of future is blank. In this time between the lightning and the dark is mystery, perhaps a bit of panic.
The inspiration, an inspiration is off somewhere. I am looking forward to the solitude of the weekend and a cup of coffee tomorrow morning. And, that’s as far as I can see. This ten day door closes and, so, whatever is next will be revealed . I wish I lived backwards like Merlin or at least had a fortune cookie to guide me.