10:15 p.m. | 2005-10-19 What? It’s Not About Work? Sign Me Up. Quick. Finally, I’ve come upon the slow season at work which means that I’ve gained back my life. You don’t even know how wonderful that is. To have my evenings and weekends back. Priceless. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job but I don’t feel the need to wallow in it. Anyway, one of my friends is currently house hunting. Or, well, abode hunting I suppose. He’s looking for a new place to live; most likely, an apartment. I love checking out various living spaces whether it be houses, apartments, rooms, condos or, um… forts. I love all forms of structures. The word “structure” seems so box-like but that’s what people do whether they live in a mansion or along a river bank. There’s always some sort of structure involved. At some point, even if you have to draw lines in the sand, people carve out their space. I find that interesting. My friend wants to move Downtown. Since he’s from somewhere else, he’s not very familiar with this area. Much to my delight, he’s asked me to help him check out the places he finds. I love it. And, in the last couple of days, I’ve seen some pretty interesting spaces. This may sound boring to you but it’s quite exciting to me. Because it doesn’t involve work. Nor does my dental appointment tomorrow morning. Yes, I have been to the dentist already this week, but I need to go back. Am I excited? Yes, yes I am. Because it doesn’t involve work. However, the very most exciting thing I’m doing tomorrow is packing for JournalCon. Yes, I have to go to the dentist and then to work but after that? I can commence with the packing and preparations. For JournalCon. If you’ve not been, you don’t know the magic that is JournalCon. If you’ve been, you know what I’m talking about. It’s the perfect antidote for working too much. But more importantly, JournalCon doesn’t involve work. It’s just frosting on an ironic cake that I happen to write for a living. your thoughts? seed flower