Coffee helping.  The Now, this desk and the meeting at 09:00… everything in between.  Will need more coffee, for sure.

$2.49 spent on coffee this morning at the Vacaville Travel Station or whatever they call it.  More than I wanted to spend on a straight coffee, and I think they raised their fucking prices, but I needed it.  None at the house.

Might buy a coffee machine, aside from the Nespresso we have.  Rambling, coffee-obsessed.  Putting money back into the businessman and building in new directions as of this morning the drive over.

19 minutes more of freewriting, stopping with hesitation and second-guess with a fire that I have not seen in myself.  Keep writing till it becomes real,  I say to myself.

Field vest, which reminds me of CaTrans workers or some jobsite attire, still on desk.  Maybe I should throw this in my car for when I get into the Field next.  My go tomorrow, but I don’t want to, if I’m being honest.

Didn’t sleep that well and what I learn from that is I have to find it in SELF, and this coffee, to charge into the day.  Three mile run planned for day.  Quick route down the Trail.  

People having a conversation close by and it’s throwing me off.  Haven’t look at calendar yet, for the day.  Maybe I should do that.