On the table is a loaf of bread. I pick the bread up and slice it with my knife. I cut it to ribbons and eat it all. After I eat the bread, I gather the crumbs and eat them too. I eat as much as I can now, while there is bread on the table, knowing a famine could be ’round the corner at any time.
As we embark on closing out a 7th straight up week in the market, I want to vigorously roundhouse people in the face, knock their ears from their heads, as I’ve all but missed it.
I missed the boat, being in the boat, suffering in the cabin with other cursed fishermen. But we are hungry and will continue our journey. Our vessel is no longer neutral, as it’s now fitted for open seas piracy and our crew has grown deranged from starvation.
I am going now, seeing my portfolio up a mere 0.57% for the day and BALT lower. Any wholesale changes will be met with comedy, as was the case with ALJ and TRLA. Therefore, I’ve decided to remain aboard this vessel and just ride it out.
Better currents ahead!
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