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I've been very busy, you see, for a very long time. It's been almost a year now that I've been working from the time I wake up until the time I sleep, at least five days a week and occasionally seven.

But slowly, slowly, my humanity is returning. A bit of stability is creeping back into my life. And while I'll never be fully carefree again, I am happy. I sleep all the way through, almost every night! I have time for phone calls and the occasional night out, wallet permitting!

And most importantly: I am finding time to write again.

This morning I put Kid Koala on the stereo, and I wrote some freeform blogger jazz, and in tandem we bounced from wall to wall, me and the Kid, circling around each other like a couple of beez on a honey buzz.

Now my living room walls drip with ambrosia and tiny pieces of music. Just the way I like them.