I'm not lost
I'm somewhat off the way
I'm gonna do what I said I'd do at school
And be the one that says, "Hey,
This ain't so hard and it's kind of cool."

Dogs Die In Hot Cars, "Somewhat Off The Way"
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Last work day. Let's see if I can just get some work done. Let's see if I can just focus on getting the rest of my life back in track. 30 hours to go. Yeah, I can start counting. I started talking with my bunkies last night about tax shelters and all that stuff. It's a precursor to the direction my life (and, subsequently, this blog) will take: the accumulation and protection of wealth. Yes, you would think that after all my time in here that I would be a little bit more worldly than that. The truth is, no, it didn't. Now all I'd like to be able to do is sit atop my villa in the Cascades and listen to the buzz of the Shakespeare Festival in the distance while I peruse my library in my slippers.

Please forgive me; I never meant to hurt you.