Resting tomorrow.  Spending lunch hour playing with content and writing.  My attitude now, calm, a soft and determined composition.  The Company is quiet today, this building and the other when I was in there a couple hours ago.

Wondering what else I can produce in the day….  Story.  Me, a sales trainer and taking “sales” out of it.  More a centralization of character, productivity measure if you would.

New style of leader to and for myself today.  To be a more ardent resource.  Tempestuous if I start to feel any sluggishness or self-doubt.

Hear people laughing, the positivity is with wings and finding me here at my written standing.  Jam session soon, 13:30.  Tired of 24hr time, think I’ll go back to the more ‘civilian’ version.

1:09 PM.  There, better.  Hungry, maybe I should change really quick, have a snack, maybe cruise up to the loft. And do what??  I don’t know… exhaustion and hunger take over the brain of this now-writer.  Work, sales, presentations and emails, circling this thoughts net and web and trench.

Quick snack more than lunch – Nurse’s ceviche from last night and a banana – after a meeting, the content and conversation of which has me more than fueled and encouraged.  Thinking then, now, what you do for a living… imagine it making you happy. 

Imagine going to work obsessed, excited in a way that you only fantasized about and now find all around you??

Sending 3 docs to VP before I leave, not sure when I’m taking off.  Teaching tomorrow, and my notes are all cemented in journal.  More than ever (that’s another thing, only further amplified and augmented from the meeting with Mr. S), writing everything down.

Every-bloody-thing.

Standing at desk, four mile run really speaking to me and I’m hungry and can’t stop dipping into the granola I bought at Nugget a couple weeks ago, tired but alive and I say to myself FUCK IT, MORE COFFEE.