Found a new attitude and perspective, early this morning after an odd dream I can’t remember now but I felt uncomfortable and hesitant not so much scared to fall back into any peculiar or startling image-scape.

NEWNESS, like the Students at SRJC and I used to talk about with Kerouac’s Road.  Writer, new experiences…. The philosophies of some louder this morning, and no idea what time it was since my phone was off.

Difference, contrast.  The negative pulses in the business or personal spectrum no longer minded.  Their insignificance is more visible than ever.  Grateful for the new sight.

Living as much as I can and writing in reaction, Nurse getting ready for our day in Benicia.  I type where I usually do, here on the floor just outside the shower and bath area.

A day off, Labor Day, but in my inner mind lab working, drawing, connecting possibilities and scenes as I will have them materialize.