Yesterday - as one might gather from my post - I was slightly depressed. I allowed myself to remember something wonderful, but that inevitably lead me to the pain that came after. Someone commented on my post that it looked as if I was leaving Narnia (referring to my own perception of how deep in the closet I am) - and this reminded me of the freedom that I felt back then. At that time, I still hadn't felt the full weight of my responsibilities, or of expectations. It was a time for me when everything seemed possible - even overcoming the impossible.

So today, I tried to capture these feelings on paper - while the feelings were still raw. The story is coming along (nowhere near ready to share, but still), I think I'm getting to the point where I may need to find a good editor, so a recruiting mission into the forums may be in order. Until then, I guess i'll just keep pushing onwards...

At any rate, I think i'll make an appearance at the office tomorrow, and live in the present for a while...

As for tonight, a glass of wine by the fireside and a good book