By skyforbes 
It’s been over a year since I made my farewell post, where I told you I was done for good. And I really meant it. A new car, a new home, and a simpler life with my family — one where I wouldn’t need to be strapped to my phone in pure anxiety as decimals ticked up and down.
But alas, the siren song of the markets returned; whispering that familiar melody I thought I’d silenced forever. This time, though, it feels different. I return to you not only as the man who once caught lightning in a bottle, but also as the fool who stood in the rain, daring it to strike again.
I am not a smart person. I don’t believe I have any special intuition that makes me better at this than any of you. What I do know is that you can never control the storm, but you can always choose how long you stand in it.
So yes: have your fun and chase your bags, but when the day comes that you finally have everything you need, do everything in your power to protect it. The market exists to humble us all, but it cannot take away what you don’t let it.
If this truly is the last you ever hear from me, know that you’re all in my heart. I wish you not only the success you desire, but also the peace to hold onto it with gratitude.
With love,
Tort