And you find that sort of rootless existence appealing, do you?
Well, yes, Ma'am. I do. I mean, I got everything I need right here with me. Got air in my lungs and a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what's going to happen or who I'm going to meet, where I'm going to wind up. Just the other night, I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people.
('ll take some more.)
I figure life's a gift and I don't intend on wasting it. You never know what hand you're going to get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you.
(Oh, here you go, Cal.)
To make each day count.
Well said, Jack. Hear, hear. To making it count. To making it count. Bravo.