Thoughts about the book circle around me and the kids unknowingly tell me what to write.  Like they’re working and getting a check but not knowing.

Why do I say that?  Because all this is for them.  My career, the writing and blogging, notes for Sales Reps at Sonic… SONIC, my return home has changed all this.  All of it.

Not sure why I’ve been referring to it as “the Company”.  Anyway, that’s what it is.. SONIC.

The sound, internet, speed, but also the singularity and focus of what we do.  The kids reminds me of that, they have today… over and over and again with added repetition.

Deciding to stop waiting, and being hesitant with anything.  And fear… fuck fear.  Rip it out of my core and synapses and any emotion planting like an angry landscaper.  Attacking the soil.. the ROOT.

Fuck, this feels amazing.  And I can only credit the babies.  At least today.  How they bowled, and me winning and Jack expressing surprise and a bit of annoyance that he got beat by Dad.  Could only laugh, and pat SELF on the back a bit.