Alive, Awake and Working

I continue to feel swept away by the undertow.

I have come up with a good plan for keeping my sandcastle intact for medium- to small-sized waves of distractions, spontaneity and chaos - but the big waves have decided to keep showing up...

I like, though, how the line between work and fun has diminished. Case in point: I spent a good part of the evening working at a wine-tasting event - going back and forth between helping out the company and enjoying myself as a patron. There was no need to put a solid demarcation between my time working and time playing - with the key exception being, I need to devote my entire attention to customers when I am tasked with serving them.

My goal is to work as a coder - I spent another hour this evening working through JavaScript and HTML lessons. The line in coding between work and play is very thin for me. I hope to travel that line extensively.

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As a final note, last night I dreamt that an Icelandic woman fell passionately in love with me and wanted to sleep with me. I told her - not yet. I need to work out my commitment with Penelope, first.

My easy, clear, automatic interpretation of this is: the woman is not Icelandic - she is Iceland. I've got to get my affairs in order; figure out where I stand with Penelope and my feelings for her - and our commitment to each other. I must get everything settled and ready and move over there. For to live in a land is to sleep with her.

I'm giving myself 5 years, maximum.

Dream well, all.