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It is the end of another day, in so many ways unlike any other, and yet so much the same: full. Among a new cleaner, a frugal lunch, much a fiery debate about product philosophy, house chores, a slow cooking dinner and the occasional abridged reading, I find it hard to call accomplishments.

Finally touching the big CD box we packed and shipped last September? Changing the toilet bulb? Splitting professional tasks? Streamlining calendars? Waking up later than most and going to bed when all lights are off for hours on my street? Perhaps checking out the new office tomorrow?

Maybe, just maybe it is the perfectly tender and perfectly roasted lamb shoulder from the farmers' market. Or, merely, getting one day closer to Mashed, where we thought we could win the world last year and have no idea what we'll hack this year. Or, rather, drinking a wine bottle by myself.

Am I still adjusting to the new life? Am I living out loud? Am I dreaming? Am I lost?