Or at least the tired-which I am not.
I just finished
If Beale Street Could Talk by
James Baldwin. Wow. I haven't been sucked into a book in what feels like forever, but I started reading this at
Delaney's tonight and I just couldn't put it down. And now it's finished (until I read it again). Yes, I read the whole thing, even though I should have been asleep 3 hours ago and told myself I'd get to bed early today... well, yesterday.
I've been listening to
Glenn Gould play Bach's Well Tempered Clavier all night via nice headphones. It's a fantastic recording. You can hear him singing along to the piano in the background. It turns the whole thing into something personal and special.
Anyway, things are good here. Amy and I broke up in January. It was a great couple of years; I learned a lot. Life goes on and there's nothing to do but enjoy it. I've found myself ever busier, doing things most nights that are away from the condo, spending weekends off gallivanting instead of sitting around. It's not light on the wallet, but wow is life more fun (and so is dating).
Speaking of more fun: I quit my paper shuffling job and started up as a full time web designer. I now know what it feels like to be happy at work - something I haven't felt before-and it feels good to be appreciated for all the web and coding junk that's accumulated in my head over the years.
Speaking of wallet: I've been on a self-made plan to get out of debt since October. I'm not sure this last month has gone particularly well, but the payment I said to myself that I will make toward my debt every month has not been missed yet. Go me.
Like I said, things are good here. How the hell are you?