I wrote this on June 28, 2005.

"On the Monday of my last week I took my lunch hour to go stand in Times Square. It was the beginning of the end of my young start in the New York City financial world. I stood right on the apex of 7th and Broadway. I closed my eyes, face in the sun, and spread my arms... I could feel the energy of the cabs whizzing by, I heard comments from tourists ("what is he doing? is he on TV?"). I opened my eyes to see the grandeur of the lights, the sun, the people, the buildings, the noise, the power, the Americana, the tourists, the money, the poverty, the rich, the poor. I was in the center of the universe. I felt like the luckiest guy alive. I may not have all of the "things" or be in love or have stamps in my passport- but I feel okay about that. I am here, I am alive, I am doing well- and writing my own story and no one can take that away from me. I must cultivate my future. The keystone is that inside, I know I am making good decisions that are true to this "dream" I have of my future."