Rest of day, getting certain spreadsheet things done, then sending emails, writing more ideas, journaling everything.  Recording everything.  Writing EVERYTHING down.  I do have to smile that a tech company helped me become, and I will say, more of a writer.  You never know.  You can be surprised.  Don’t judge.  Tonight in class I’m going to go through readings with students but I want to focus on some other creative prompts, write more, discuss things more.. how to write more… how to write more consistently.  Why write at all?  Why be here at all, in an English class?

Back at desk in ten minutes, stopping this current paragraph set in five, now four, minutes.  Learning from the day and my time here at the office new, how to do everything differently.  The wine industry could never do that, many opportunities as I gave it to teach me something new and give me some new path or some new assignment.  I’ve learned more in the last month dealing with wine outside its industry, about wine itself and writing about it, than I ever did while in the tasting room.  I have to laugh.  Tech now, writing, still into wine and in wine, in wine’s stance, thinking about what I taste and eager to sip from bottles that I’ve never before heard of like the one last night Thomas gave me as an anniversary gift of sorts.

Pulled into conversation.  A nice one with director of sales.  Never in the wine industry did I have days like this, anything like this, where I’m learning at every turn, in every convention, in all my blinks and breaths and turns of head.  What do I write about… I think work, now.  Work.  Not “productivity”, not “health”, not even “education” or knowledge, or philosophy.  Work.  Doing what you love.  What you want to do, as you have a singular set of time to do it.  And you don’t know what that time expanse is, what it entails.