Doing more with WordPress. Testing myself I promised last night falling asleep early, and sleeping plenty, more than awake today but with a carnivorous circulation going back and forth from all heart parts. Confidence still very much there, in every photo seeing a part that connects to now, the how not important just realizing it…
Month: August 2025
Mind telling me…
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2:23 PM
Now, just waiting. Class done and final report sent to Leadership. Now, the writer has time. Thinking of going to the writing booth, that sounds good. Need a change of scene. Sitting or standing. Usually you probably know I stand at the desk but now in chair. The booth is different—a confessional or a soundproof…
8-22-25 —> 08:05. Stayed in Windsor last night. Commute not so bad for me, the Nurse joked.
I told her home is wherever she is, so it doesn’t really register, but still put an ‘lol’ in the text. Office, piercing in its quiet. A couple people in the department across from me talking, then some at the other end of the floor, far ‘way to the left. Class in 50-ish minutes so…
Done with lunch and now time to write. Class going well, in this quiet office.
Surprisingly quiet for the day. Taking time to myself at the desk. No running today and it feels incredible. Just meditation, thinking about the Story here and how I’m building it. Starting with attitude, mine, in this instant. How I’m feeling, when I acknowledge where I am and what I’m doing on a deeper level….
8-20-25
Class beginning soon, after meeting, then another quick check-in. MY feeling this morning, motivated and alive in a rare way. My pursuit, elevation. Higher altitude. Several projects to tend to and I’ll be able to on this rest-from-running day. Music on, drive over me overthinking then calmed by a call from the Nurse. Decision made…
4 miles. So many ideas while on route but most of them lost. Saying to myself, “I thought them, so they’ll show themselves at some point.”
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”…
Notes….
Ink everywhere today…
8-18-25
Moving, on Monday. Running at lunch, or earlier. Battling a mood and the mood is losing, tremendously. Wild in my types, and drive over here, everything music. All is a verse, poetry. All the images, things, this phone and headphones, journal. Pen, watch.. the screen in front of me. Am I listening? A bit. But…
Only now beginning to live, as I want, like a free and loving and creative mad animal. At forty-six. Am I late, or on time? Hard to know. And do I need to know? A Consumer Sales Trainer. Getting further into that story, as far as I can go, however far the Story itself will…
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Easy, Beat follow me then Leave, still an echo, peace New soul about my truest being Seeing possibility even when there’s Obstruction, one or several dozen Parched for too long far, leaving short scars Drive ‘way in a thief’s again stolen car Had to escape before tape, too tired to another deal make
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