There will be no actionable ideas in this post. It’s just me bitching. But I’m just tired of having to look behind my shoulder every single second in this market.
How I yearn for an opportunity to put on a bunch of positions, kick my feet up, and watch them 
unravel (in a good way) over a multi-week period. I’m not asking for years. Or months. Just a few weeks.
Because, as it is now, things are changing radically day to day. One day ISIS and Ebola are causing the VIX to soar into the 30s. The next day, Yellen picks her nose and wipes it under the table, and the market interprets that as a dovish sign, thus sending the Dow up 300 points.
It’s unnerving. And I’m getting weary of it.
This morning, my energy shorts are doing great things for me (and my in-need-of-salve self-esteem), so it’s not that today is going poorly; quite the contrary. But I already am worried about that horrid little troll on Wednesday. She’s evil, and I truly hate her.
Anyway, I have to keep my wits about me and take things one position at a time. Stop by stop, these things have to tend to themselves. But, good God, after six years of this homo POMO crap (and, thank you Jesus, it ends today), I could really use a nice easy “drift”. I’m exhausted from worry.
