Came to NYC yesterday on a whim to see a dear friend graduate. It was a great time, but exhausting. Got good work done today, which is nice. I like my new job - but it is still not my passion. But I think I see it playing into my passion. Regardless, I am going to stick with it for at least three years (unless Tom should die/retire).
I think I am creating an underground power structure, which I need to distinguish from the mafia.
Last night, committed an act not out of love but out of jealousy. It was terrifyingly gratifying.