on Amazon,  I joked after logging what I bought the other day, arriving yesterday and the Nurse bringing in while closing downstairs before bed.

8:43.  Calm.  Latte done and about to make an espresso shot downstairs in a sec.  Day is busy, calendar full.  Fuller than full.  So, I assign in curriculum.  Around the concept of Construction.

Yes, CON-STRUC-TION.

Building something.  Something new.  Needed.  First, a budget.  Actually, worry about that later.

No more new blogs, or projects.  The Book, ‘I Just DECIDED to STOP’, getting a couple pages today.

Starting with my attitude, my reaction, how I react to some people who in now way deserve my mind or attention, certainly not my soul or energy.  So, a therapy of sorts.

One that actually fucking works, imagine that.

>>>>>>>>

Run Lone

I only see you.

I only depend on you.

I can only daydream about you,

us,

our future….

Everything you, everything US.

My only spoken language—

>>>>>>>>

Thinking of the Nurse, and her work, me here at her house, now for over two years, and what’s next… what we’re about to do.

Writing US— The Nurse and Professor ….  Story start where we were before, I guess.

Don’t have time to get into it now, much I’d love to, just sit here writing to coffee and this lofi station I found a couple months ago.

But, Construction… my project and consistency for the day.  Keep your job simple, contained, focused.

Don’t chase the squirrels, like the Nurse says.

Going over the journal entry, about Time and how a moment is quick and gone then another starts with uncertainty but you either adapt or freeze.

Me, not staying still.  A year ago, not happy at the job, the Corporate temple.  Sacrificing my sense and soul and SELF to chase a fucking quota.

Now, back home at the Company, with curriculum focus, praise and compliments like in the meeting yesterday.

Huh, imagine that.  Looking more into that and closing eyes to relive that feeling and how I fucking promise myself I will never be there again.

Praise to that Nurse, I’ll never stop my vocal and boastful note with such chosen stroke.  That Goddess, supporting and encouraging, and how metaphorically appropriate – HEALING.

Focusing on the Here, this stage and state in Vacaville.  8:57 AM