Sunny? I Beg Your Pardon?

The rain was actually a relief after the oppressive heat of the weekend. Going back to work though was anything but, and in hindsight it was interesting to understand why. I worked really hard on Saturday, covering the march - the work was mine, the intensity of the work was mine, the product was mine and I loved it. I worked myself literally to illness but I was proud of my achievement (I still have to put my work up, but who can find a 30 hour day?), and it was all mine. I'll adjust back to working for other people (who happen to be really good people) once again no question, but it'll take a bit of work. I've had a taste once again of work which resonates very deeply with me and it won't be easy to suppress the desire for it!