The New York Stock Exchange ran on a good pop off of the open. There was good energy and the most important thing was that it was decisive and that is what is needed. I didn’t get to read the front page of the Wall Street Journal and now I am considering a written subscription. I admit that I am dreadfully behind on the day’s news and it would be nice to be able to know what is going on in the realm of my professional work. The problem is that no one delivers the Wall Street Journal in my town in the morning because they think we are all uneducated cave-men obsessed with football & pizza (which is half-true) and that we don’t need papers with big words ascribed to them. The other side of this equation is that the WSJ now goes for $4. I was like “wtf???”, I thought the dumb idea color scheme was supposed to make the newspaper invulnerable to inflationary pricing. Hell, I’ll pay the extra money if they can go back to the professional black and white – if I wanted color in the newspapers, I’d just read USA Today.
I didn’t make much money out of the markets today. I attempted to trade Cocoa at its open but I managed only a few ticks out of it because I got really queasy about how the market was moving. I wanted to trade Wheat but it was the same thing there as I was a little uncomfortable committing capital at certain price points. All in all, I put out limit orders but they just weren’t hit and I just allowed time to move into the cash open where I did commit some capital and managed only a couple of ticks like the Cocoa trade. I don’t think I will be trading for the remainder of the day as it is already Friday and there’s not much point in dragging out the market on what will be a humid afternoon.
I dreamt of my college girlfriend last night. I haven’t thought about her in years and she is probably the last person I would think about at this point just given how much time has passed since the last time I saw her. It was slightly unsettling but fascinating at the same time as I experienced the mannerisms and – frankly – sassiness that I have come to know from being intimately tied with her. I was dropping her off at the airport and in the end, we gave each other the biggest hug and I expressed to her my regret that I couldn’t be a better man for her. Not like I could have if I tried; we were in college and very few college students know jacksh*t about love in the backdrop of greek life & Saturday football tailgating. Still, it was sort of a bittersweet moment. I would like to put forth more thoughts on this but I’ll probably save it for some random Saturday post. The reason being is that I don’t really believe in obsessing over something that’s been dead and gone for so long. Additionally, emotions have a way of eating you alive if you let it. I’m not in love with my ex anymore and as you know, I already have my life with my soon-to-be-wife. Looking back like that is just a waste of time. It just makes me wonder why, after all this time, I would dream of her and why I dreamt of her in the manner that I did.
I was really lucky today to have been able to trade the markets, something that I’ve always aspired to do (before I realized how stupid this business was), and have a beautiful Friday to spend with the fiancee & friends at the beach resort (I’m typing this poolside as we speak). There are so many things in life I should be thankful for – but I will start with being thankful for breaking even and going green PnL on a Friday instead of losing money.