10:02, Nurse paints the walls downstairs, some touchups after taking down a few pictures.  WFH for the writer today, setting a couple appointments but then distracted by the Key Behaviors Project and the imagination of travel, taking pictures, wanting more coffee so I skip downstairs remembering that cute Nurse made cold brew yesterday.

Fill tumbler then she asks if I put any of the cinnamon syrup that I love in.  “Oh shit, no!” I say, sprinting past her on the stairs and to the kitchen for a couple dashes of said sexy cinnamon.

Day still young and I feel invincible…. Giving more to photog, I decided at coffee.  Starting with a pic from the T7.

Marketing myself, kind of, as a photog.  Just play around, stop overthinking I remind myself.  Just document, don’t obsess over quality or any contrast or brightness, none of that shit.