I haven’t written much about it, but I’m one week into my new job. So far I like it very much, and I can see I will be quite busy. My work isn’t even cut out for me — that’s how much latitude I have.

Of course, I’m pretty much exhausted. I worked on Sunday (a team project painting the inside of an agency office) and had Monday off. I’m working Saturday several hours, so I’ll probably take half a day on Friday. And tomorrow I’ll be working up in San Francisco into the evening attending a panel on homelessness.

Daily pages haven’t been so daily (I’m referring to the Artist’s Way). A friend was in town tonight and we had dinner… I’d forgotten about the date until late in the day.

Well, off to my bed! I leave you with this:

I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they’ve gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.

–Emily Brontë