The plate is full. Overeating is not something I'm comfortable with. Just to push the food metaphor a little further, there's so much going on that I have to remind myself to stop and savour. The novel, the memoir, and the biography I've most recently edited; the educational materials I'm writing; the fortnightly foodie column I've been commissioned to do for Fairfax/Domain (check out the first one; hey, read them all while you're there). And the new jobs booked in and awaiting attention. The learning is very rich and privileged. I think I'm in love with my job. But every now and again I wish for a leaner table (oh, food again): more time for thinking, reading, discovering. And bike riding, just for the joy of it. Not to mention getting back to that book I once wrote. Would a life coach teach me how to fit it all in? Or is that person inevitably wishing for some space and time herself, and wondering how to find it?
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