Decompressing ...

It's only just midnight, and I am exhausted. Which is funny, as I barely did anything today. Decompressing is what it is, I suppose.

It was another super quiet day at home, as you can imagine. I had another lovely, deep chat on the phone with Beth Ann. Every time this happens, it warms my heart. Who would have guessed?

I worked on a few little projects with Bug, who then turned me onto Ingrid Michaelson, who is the East Coast counterpart to my recent musical inspiration, Sara Bareillles. Such strong young women!

I felt bad for E, who for the second time in two years had to deal with someone thinking she is "fake" at work. Such a terrible world we live in, when Muggles can't believe that someone as kind and genuine as her is for real.

There's more I could say, but I'm blinking out. Good night.