This morning I walked into work early. Grabbed coffee, opened up the great interwebs and dived into a half a dozen different windows. Load Orca card. Order more posters. Follow up with event coordinator. Find contact info for press release. Check DJC for RFQs. Research Architecture in Horror Fiction for my work presentation tomorrow. Contact property manager for work. Has anyone asked Local 360 if they'd post up regarding the Special Hope Benefit, since they are catering? Does OMG still want to donate to the auction?
No joke - my mind is only running along 3 or 4 tracks right now - they are just very fast trains.
The DeVotchka Pandora station is helping keep me calm, and the coffee keeping me fueled.
I'm really in heaven. These are the things I love. Researching and writing about the intersections between architecture and literature - how the corruption of basic tenants of architecture can be used to create a sense of terror, casting shadows that become the primary character of a story and stir emotion in a reader decades after publication. Analysis and writing - I miss this!!
Coordinating communications for a benefit I'm excited about, an organization I believe in, and an artist I support - I'm alive.
Responding to all the other calls, emails, breaking down printers, running low toners, invoice questions and calendar scheduling with friends and the Beau.... they are pleasant kindle on a cold rainy day like today. I like a clean desk with one project sitting on it and two black pens - but I like a dozen projects firing along in my mind and the freedom to switch from one to the other as creativity and innovation strikes. This is where I'm happy in work. And this morning, I have it all. Surprisingly, we are only 3 hours deep.
And on top of all this, there are new hopes and goals I'm itching to stretch my fingers out to when a few of these current trains pull into station.