Is this it? Contemplating an under-employed life.

sometimes this is what work looks like. and i biked there in this skirt! hooray fall! (it was 80 degrees today...)

Downside to moving on to bigger and better things (read: leaving my retail job at Plate):
 
No free dinners/veggies/coconut water.
No reason to go into SF proper.
No time devoted to reading. In June and July I read about a novel a week—getting to things I hadn’t had the time/didn’t make the time for. It is at once easy to get into and out of the habit of carrying a book everywhere, one of the chief reasons I purchased a kindle, but I also discovered that when this book is your top priority, a (novel sized, non Goldfinch or HP tome) can be fit into most bags. I love to lose myself in a novel, to be immersed in a different world—one fully outside of my own so that I might learn a thing or two about how others live, understand, talk, love, learn, and move about in their worlds. I gain insight from the authors and their characters, but also from the world of thought and understand and discussion being in the know affords from those (well-read, thoughtful) folks I generally surround myself with. Lately when I mention a book I’m working on, whomever I am in conversation with has already devoured it, and is often eager to blend brain-thoughts on the matter. When I let the books fall to the wayside, I forget to engage in this way.

 

Oh wow, the supermoon, can't ya tell? In the middle of the eclipse! Someone oughtta hire me to take pictures on my cell phone.