August Dreams, Autumn Expectations

Labor Day Weekend. It's that time of year again. The point of no return where you know it's the beginning of the end. Scant time left to make this year worth something. To see if this whole thing can turn.

So, where are we...?

Head down. Working away on the new projects while we can only wait to hear on news of the old ones.

This is how it's been for years now.

I wish I could enjoy a Labor Day weekend. It's like I'm perennially in a bunker waiting to get some optimistic news from the outside world.