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I am. This is. Got into my studio, finally, last night at 7:30pm, nine days of waiting. Yesterday I wandered, edited on the grass, worked in my temporary studio, but it felt like temporary work, ungrounded. By 10:30pm things were unpacked enough to feel here. Then a little karaoke with the residents, then work until 1am. Today, all day, in the studio editing my manuscript, aka my thesis. Which is due tomorrow by midnight pacific time. It is the end of the 4th quarter and I am