I look out from the terrace on this lovely California day, with the early morning sun shining brightly and–importantly–the tectonic plates quiet and still. All around people are hustling and bustling to get to work, to do the work before them, to walk the dog, to stroll with friends. Cranes silently swing through the air, seeming likely to collide with the buildings that surround them. They don’t. The trains and trolleys arrive, depositing more people from the north, east, and south to fill the office towers. Planes land at nearby Lindbergh Field. I feel blessed to have something to do when I wake in the morning to perform my own hustle and bustle. I wish you all things to do that bring you pleasure, that provide value.