You know, you do your best right? You try to work it all out, fit everything in, provide for your self, for your family, for your friends, for your co-workers, maybe even a little bit for the rest of humanity too. You put the nose to the grindstone, get your hands dirty, just do it, blah blah blah. And then, and then. Then. Then you get that photo from wifey via the magic of the digital wireless revolution taken moments before while you sit at your desk banging at those keys and she stands on the bluff above Swami's in that little garden nook, watching the swell roll in.
