Dear White Walls:

My self imposed period of mourning is over. It is time to move on and it appears that the team will be blown up. This should be interesting.

If you have ever had any curiosity as to the purpose of title insurance or how it works, read this.

I truly planned to have something to say today. Really, I did. The trouble is that now that I’m reclining on the couch, laptop on top of my lap, my eyes have become heavy. I think I am starting to understand what it would be like to be blind and know how to type. I would write some really funny letters. I hear Morse code.

I fell asleep.

I woke up.