Coffee’s cold but I don’t care, honestly.  Listening to lofi people walking by and smiling each with a unique greeting and I couldn’t be having a better Monday if I fucking tried.

3 PM meeting cancelled.  Recruiting meeting at 2:30, giving self another project but this one personal, revolving around our wedding.

This weekend, two wedding-associated occasions passing with such swift flight I have to start another journal.  A countdown but with structure, imagine that for this writer.  No more than four lines per entry.  Four lines of content that is, not including date and Day # of countdown.

Just wrote entry for the day.  Disbelief and gratitude.

1:16 PM, think I need a walk.  Why not… just a stroll down the street and into that big parking lot around the corner.

Quick walk done and back in office looking at clock, and huh… me, ahead of schedule.  Interesting.  Not common but I’ll take it.

My thoughts, in LEARNING from the day, from the run this morning and standing here at desk chipping ‘way at the Project.  Sipping a Diet Coke, listening to LoFi.  Nurse texts, she’s done with lunch.

Writing this, all of it.  Thinking of going into the ZEN DEN to jot a couple notes.  Maybe, haven’t decided yet.

Going to check on the Trainee.  Great lunch with him, nice young chap.  He’s going to well, I’m sure.  Was at Google Fiber before making his way to our Company.  Enjoyed our talk, hearing his Story, likes and dislikes, recent travel to Cabo with friends.

Only 23, I think he said.  Fuck, I thought.  I’m old.  Shouldn’t think like that yeah I get it, but my thoughts are there today.  Seeing my age but not feeling it.  So that tells me, fuck the number and hold to the feeling.  How I feel after this morning’s 10k.

Education in the day, right now, the promise of the postmodern and seemingly obvious.  This becomes the singular Story in the ‘Decided to STOP’ mind.  Stopping with self-doubt and always compartmentalizing in ways that punctuate production.

Warm outside, and tomorrow warmer.  So tomorrow’s run, early.  Thinking… what, 6 AM?  Checking calendar, not that I have anything at that time but just seeing the day’s hours after.

Booked, 90 minute run.  If I get ten miles in I’ll be ecstatic.  No thinking just running, writing after, after coffee with the Nurse of course.

Training SELF… on a number of things.  Too much to get into.  Diet Coke nearly gone, promising I’ll switch to water.  Office quiet, maybe I should go.  NO, stay for recruiting meeting.  Or is it an onboarding meeting technically?  No idea, doesn’t matter.  I’m staying longer, either way.