There ain't no flies on you, Fabian. Yes, I confess, I couldn't resist putting that little zinger in there at the end. De debil made me do it! But thought I could get away with pretending it was innocently done. Silly me!
I can commiserate re silver. I'm sitting on a ton of the physical, and had I been home, I would have lugged some of it down to my favorite gold-man and sold it, but. . . Such is life. We must accept our fate!
Don't beat yourself up over past mistakes, learn from them. We all have those times when everything we touch turns to crap. Just remember, all pain is transitory.
Newly