Growing up by Gaslight

I have repotted the indoor plants, sorted and labeled the electronics cables, cooked and cleaned, purged decorations, put away the Christmas tree and lights, categorized photographs, done loads of Arabic practice, filled the liquid soap dispensers...

...so now, maybe I'm ready to get back to writing my memoir. It's more repulsive than I had imagined, but I'l get there. I know I will, because I am here, already, and here, this moment, is perfect.