It's 2:16 in the afternoon and on my desk there is a recently-emptied wine glass holding a small pool of Merlot. This could indicate any number of type-days. For one, it could indicate a depressed day. It could also indicate a lonely or winsome day. Especially considering that I'm listening to Odessa Chen's "One Room Palace" right now, these would be good guesses. But, really, it's more of a snuggle day. I'm bunkering down, getting some work done and enjoying a moody indulgence. It feels good. Email, email, research, submission, work, work, write...lists and lists of accomplishment.
A good day - involving an uncharacteristically clean office and surprising progress.
Hello, world.
T.
