16:16, make a wish.  Class over for nearly two hours.  Emails sent, and me wrapping day.  Still in running clothes.  Well, shorts anyway.  Going to store in a bit.  Missing my kids, terribly.  It’s crippling, if you need know.  But now, I shift all gears, to the Story I need tell.. focus on my peace, Mental Health and healing and honestly more open about from what I heal.  More later, I promise…

My own agent.  And, abetter.  Nurse at work and inspiring me even when we don’t exchange our words and messages.  She with her book club tonight, me here in thought.  Trying to leave desk but can’t.  And… writing notes.  On this healing.

HEALING.

The Nurse helps, immeasurably no surprise, but more needs to come from me.  This writer – ME – the one typing.

Playbook…. No more than 150 words per post.  All about feeling AMAZING, not just good, about you who are.  Adversity is perception.  Decide what you want to materialize and simply do so.

The book – I Just DECIDED to STOP.  All that, the simplicity, the idea, no editing and second-guessing.  Why have I so much in my life?

Who gives a shit… I’m not now.