Then…. Tycho comes on.  One of my go-to artists and playlists when driving to the office from VV.

Sun coming out.  Rain called and predicted but rays make me tilt my screen a certain way so there’s no obstruction.  NO OBSTRUCTION, the Universe instructs…. Aims for day, and going to be quite vocal about them I just thought – COMPLETE FAST, into mid-afternoon.  And… no wine.  At event, or home.

Mind called to be clear, with precision and swift strokes on day’s canvas.  Drawing board mentality, waking up earlier and writing from rise from sheets to a return to them.

08:28.  Sales courses, but nothing to do with Sales… nothing at all.  Drawing board return, clarity of thought and action, eyes, and fingers on this keyboard.

Message Nurse, no immediate return.  She’s in her morning huddle.  This writer, feeling confident an understatement.  I’m invincible.  Right or wrong, that’s how a writer feels.

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