Who cares? It's late and I'm hanging out after a long day. Meetings in Bayonne in the morning stringing out into the afternoon, the docks across the water silent, cranes and containers still as the night and ships without life. Beyond the docks loaded with containers and cars by the mile, I saw the planes easing down and lifting off filled with strangers coming and going places only they know for whom and for what. Some to make a life, and some to change a life or lives, all doing the best they can. Some days the sun comes out and others it hides behind the thick mist we call clouds.
Do you hide behind the clouds some days? Do you bask in the sun on others? Or do you bask in the light of day no matter how bright, to make it sunny even when it rains?
That's all. No fishing, no politics, nothing but some random thoughts from where I do not know. Sometimes you just have to write what seeps out of the cracks in your mind.
Life is good. Just do it with your eyes open, and for crying out loud find something positive in your day.