T.’s away for the weekend, camping on the Lost Coast with some friends. We backpacked there a few years ago; it was one of our favorite trips. Magical. I’m supposed to be good and rest and take it easy after two weekends of traveling and an extra lengthy mensa cycle, but I was out most of the day and evening and here I am, awake past midnight. 🙂 I’m so sleepy, but being alone feels wonderful and incomplete at the same time. Like I’m restless and need to do things… I’ve been daydreaming a lot lately about running my own shop. A shop filled with Korean design stationery, Shinzi Katoh stuff, and local artists’ paper goods. I would be so giddy being surrounded by all that everyday. And I’d have a corner called the letter writing corner where people can drink coffee or hot chocolate and munch on Peppero sticks while writing letters. T. says I should find a business partner. Someone who’s business minded and gifted in administrative tasks, because if I did it alone I may not even know (or care) if the business were losing money. I love him.