Sunday, August 10, 2003

To: Investors

Re: Remodeling

Dearest Gentle Reader,

I woke up this morning to the alternating sounds of silence and honking, and it finally occurred to me that college life is over.

I looked around my skyscraper and remembered–I remembered when it was new and shiny, filled with noise and promise and the anticipation of things to come. And then there came a time when the skyscraper emptied; things and people that were rooted, friendly, and green poured out without choice or pause.

Along the tree-lined streets walk unfamiliarity and change, even as the same birds sing their same suburbia song. One question circles all of this over and over like a groggy commuter his Classifieds: Is this my lot?

I looked around my skyscraper and found out, much to my surprise, that although I can recall the Old with fondness, I have no desire to return to it. A large part of me moved on long ago. Yet I move on with trepidation, some sadness, and a commensurate amount of excitement. To these things I commit and to you a

Good Day,

CEO Ben