Morning light pouring through the porch windows. Fresh coffee in the cup handed down from two generations. Genuine thoughts about second home and the possibilities that lie therein for passive income. A meeting with a personal trainer is on the books and there seems to be a regular diet of proteins, starch and vegetables. This isn’t the life I saw happening when everything around me was shrouded in darkness and depression. This is what I saw coming when I looked down the road and saw self-serving doom and gloom. It’s a pretty great puzzle to find pieces for and there’s finally a table to put them all together on.