Today marks a new beginning for me. Time will tell whether it's a beginning or an end but after 6 long years of constant traveling for work, I've called it quits. For many years now, I've identified with my work. My work was me and now, I have no work. Who will I be tomorrow? Who will I be next year? Have I made a mistake. A SG friend said to me yesterday that you never hear old people complaining that they should have worked more. I've always worked like a bugger. Today I slept til 2:00. What will I do tomorrow? What will I do next week? Thailand sounds good. I've always wanted to see Spain. If the weather were better, I'd pack by bags, jump on my Harley and just go, no particular direction with no particular agenda. For now, I think I'll order a pizza, drink a bottle of wine and watch a movie. Fuck. What have I done. 
No, you did not cross any lines love. I'm just slow on the reply.