have I done enough?

I've spent the late morning and afternoon purging more paper. Letters and cards and poetry and more love letters. Comments and observations on Heather from other people, friends, lovers, those already dead. I know how people see me. It's simply reflected in the question that Tom asked me at the housewarming: "So what do you do? ... I'm interested to know what someone who has the energy you have does." I paused, because I didn't like what I would usually say, which is a diatribe about building internet tech products. Because my job description just did/does not stand up to what I think someone like me should be doing. But if I twist it, I'm an inventor, a visionary, a dreamer, an actor, and all. I get paid to create, define, execute. That sounds a lot more interesting than Senior Product Manager.