You don't wait for anyone to "allow" you to have a strong day.

You don't mind starting a business in the middle of a "bad" economy.

You excommunicate yourself from the emotion of your circumstances.

You'll move across the country even if the state to which you're moving is planning to declare bankruptcy.

You don't base your life, success, contentment, or anything else on the economy (a good or bad one).

Or the government.
Or the stock market.
Or your 401k.
Or the potential of catching swine flu.
Or any political party.
Or gas prices.
Or inflation, depression, recession.
Or global warming.
Or global cooling.
Or hurricanes, earthquakes, fires, tsunamis or mudslides.
Or your high school being bulldozed to make way for a new med school.
Or your boss.
Or your job.
Or your crazy, volatile family.
Or any news broadcast, station or personality.
Or having a dead car battery.
Or having a flat tire.
Or anything that could potentially ruin your day.
Or on the fact that you're not exactly where you want to be.

Because you're headed there.

You're always headed there.

And you're enjoying the grand, glorious, beautiful, frustrating, bittersweet process of life.