O God, I beg you, set me free! / I'm sick of it. Seriously. I don't want to write about finance no more. Yes, I've made some nice friends, like Mike Corcell, Bobby D, Lloyd B, Viniar, etc. And I have some loyal readers who have stuck with me through everything. But it's really getting me down now. I have to do it though for reasons I can't go into. Not bad karma, no. Something else. / Jesus, I just want to write my songs and get free. I've done all the blog work, anyway. I mean, enough for posterity. / I'm really down today. I had a cold night, last night. And when I slept I had nightmares. And when I woke up, I had nothing to look forward to. Nothing! Imagine! It's draining all my energy, my spirit.