...but the morning has been social in emails and phone calls. It is the problem of 'I want more...' which many of us are familiar with I believe. Things are good. The music is just alright. Background noise. The fan is on and Billy is at my feet. Pop lounge is playing. It is Ici Musique. Very young and modern music this afternoon. 

I got pretty high on writing and finally went to bed around 1:30am last night. It's so very exciting to write something cute. With a touch of humour for such heavy stories in the backdrop of my own personal life: that is the beauty of fiction.