The mornings are always the toughest.

I’ve got no problem standing here, waiting for the seconds to tick down to some big event, like an FOMC announcement. I’ve got no worries managing these gazillions of positions hour by hour. But, waking up at 4 in the morning, looking into the darkness, I have no idea what I’m going to face. Especially these days. Is there peace? War? Has a nuclear bomb exploded? What’s going to face me when I flick on that very first screen and see what the day is going to be like?

That, then, is the toughest. But by 5 a.m., I tell myself, well, bucko, time to face the music. Get yer ass outta bed, get downstairs, and flick that screen on.