I'm not a regular Economist subscriber. I mean, I do subscribe, and I do read it, but not in the same way as I read, say, The New Yorker, cover to cover. I pick and choose in The Economist. I gathered up the latest issue and perched on the stool at my kitchen computer with a glass of water Wednesday night. I like to fold over the Economist, so I can read it with one hand (pint of water in the other). I flipped pages as I restarted my iMac over and over (failed hard drive...trying to get last 15G of iTunes off it). I saw the picture of Mrs.Trott and read the whole thing. Once I finished it and had to restart yet again, I tossed it to my wife (Mrs. Jrome) in the living room. I knew she had finished it when I heard her exclaim, "You need to just do it. Do that start up thing. It's a great idea."
Her comment echoed what was in my head already. That I should start. And that I should start now.
The world looks different to me today. I think I know why. My work now has a purpose.