Working at Chevy’s in Fairfield.  Nurse got called in and rather than just work at the home office I elected travel with her, drive her to the office and set up my own at this little round table by the window.  

Music loud, no choice but to nod my head.  Posted message for the Field Sales Team, send Nurse  a message, now I collect here, and am reminded that I don’t always have to be producing.

Part of writing your way to anything and everything, and being more mindful, is to accept the moment for what it is.  Live more write less, that kind of thing.

How beautiful is this life, and how silly I am sometimes when afflicted by a mood but that hasn’t happened really since leaving the last company.  That corporate shit den.

Now, I enjoy a beautiful form of crazy.  More a writer, more free, more who I want to be.  Imagine that.

Learning from everything, this playbook, this blog, me here in this chair, the salsa, the menu options, this music that makes me long for Cancun.  When are we going back… hopefully soon.  By EOY, a reach goal.  But we just know, well, travel.

All travel…. Anywhere, doesn’t matter.