Won’t be long now. I hate these extremely uncertain times, that heavy feeling in your chest when you fear something dire is about to happen. It’s like being on death row – you know what the ultimate destination is yet still hope for a reprieve. I wonder if this is how millionaires feel when they invest all their money into one company hoping the investment will make them richer. The anxiety must make them bite their nails down to the cuticles. I’d hate to be the guy in Las Vegas who’s spending all his rent money to get more money that will take him through a few more months of rent. I hate these worries. If this holiday season has a silver lining, I haven’t seen it yet.