Back from 5 mile run. Trying to cool down before 13:00 meeting. Sipping water from the Stanley the Nurse bought me years ago. Strong, I felt on the run. Fearless…. And with a more electric and applied confidence. The Nurse and I go back and forth with the idea, that feeling this much love and…
Change in the company, and there is a new Story for me…. Coffee, sound of an airplane over our Vacaville home.
Caring for SELF, in a new way. Email account having issues, and I’m refusing to let it do anything to my mood. Coffee…. The book. Work tomorrow, in the office, build more of the Story of a Consumer Sales Trainer. The notes and lessons, how it extends out of the role itself— Nothing to write…
The idea for one more blog, avowed the last I will ever start, in motion. Documentarian approach to not just writing, but life. The SELF-Care theses and mind, study.
…….. And, NO OVERTHOUGHT. That’s the root of many problems and stresses… the rest of my life, SELF-Care Composition. Coffee, love, peace, quiet, study…. Every “thing” in the Now, is a Story. Is a lesson, suggestion, something from which to learn, and create… I could write a fucking book and build a career on…
Currently…
And always the perspective.
Laptop acting weird, me getting frustrated but then I remember I have more than one, so…. Suck it, technology.
12:04… not running today, the right decision. Head spinning. Do I have too many projects? What would be the essential one. The anchor, or nucleus?? I guess this blog, or the other, or both. I’m overthinking, and starting to be a hungry-loopy sort of sensation. Leaving house at 12:30. May need a nap when back. …
At desk. Nurse at work…. Feeling invincible, FREED, content in my own Composition.
With this intensity, for the first time since who knows exactly when and it doesn’t fucking matter. I’m here, so powerful, and renewed. More poetry seen and communicated from what now me surrounds. Reciting, music… now me with new tracks that haven’t been with set anchor in years. But again, never mind time. I’m here,…
Back from lunch with Nurse.
Article posted on bottledaux.com, with the intention and vision of turning the site into a SELF-Care content agency. Quite honestly, I had the idea this morning at Peet’s getting coffee with the Nurse and have been haunted by it before that so this morning I decided to write. Part of it, to be honest, was…
Meeting in a little bit. This week, OWNING this gratitude. Thinking a second ago, washing hands, I have everything I need.
There is nothing I need, or even want. The basics – clothes, sustenance, roof, transportation, SETTLED. So… I celebrate what’s present. Finally started the #professormikey workout playlists. Just started, only like 8 tracks downloaded, but it’s something. I’ll test it on today’s run, my third in so many jours. Only 5k today, maybe 3.25 mi…
Decluttering, moving things, mostly photog equipment and journals from one box to another. Simplifying.
Reading one journal, more than quickly – more like skimming the page when I passed it from the right hand to left – and saw “Today, virtually no budget. Coins only.” Interesting. Trying to do something like that this week actually. Well, today for sure, and not trying. No more of that. I decide, I…
WFH. 08:52…. Dominant idea for week, OWN. From the Onus idea and stress throughout my teaching “career”.
Just got back from coffee with Nurse. Talking about the weekend we just had, how we needed it, and while her and I offered thoughts and insights and reflections, I thought about organizing the day, where I start writing. The book, not done in the next 8 days, I can almost assure. So.. stay here…
Where I live.
Where love… Love the freedom, The most Me of ME’s…
#professormikey 