5:17 PM. The sun has not yet begun to set on this hot summer day. Third and fourth cups of Classic Roast coffee.

J. arrived. S. still working on the first panel of his nine-panel painting for M.'s cafe. Deliberating what to cook for dinner.

Wondering how much of the rest of this day will be truly mine. Slept earlier than usual last night, and hope that I will do the same later.

Ordered white opal earrings for Angelique.

Quite strange that, when I am painting, ideas for novels come through my head, and, when I am writing, ideas for paintings come through my head.