Last night when I got home, even though it was cold, even though my mail was only junk and bills, there was a nice feeling of, nice to be back again. This morning, I got off the train, reached for my security badge and approached my building thinking "Here we go again." In a way and not to use too disgusting an analogy, but its the difference between having a nice meal and then needing to go the bathroom naturally with a nice magazine rack at your disposal in your home stadium and having diarrhea at a bus station.

The sun will come out tomorrow.