A Perfect Day For Stocks
During these dismal dreary days when the stock market recedes some from a recent crest and people everywhere slosh their feet around and put hands in pockets and take them back out and fidget while they stare at the floor, some of us go shopping. Some see sun where others see rain.
It was with this gaiety from which I took solace on an otherwise droopy day. Besides a soft and saggy market, my neck of the woods had moping, grey-cotton clouds, and rain, and still struck am I with a cold.
But I try hard to always remember this: I cannot always buy and I cannot always sell. I will necessarily either run out of money or run out of stocks. Running out of stocks can be fun. But it is at that moment when buying them again is most unappetizing. We need them to fall again, from time to time, on some days. So, days like today are days like those days.
Days where all the fun comes later. Some sunny day from now when I sell what I bought on days like today, that then shining sun will shine because no sun shone today. What a perfect day for stocks.