08:37.

Day before Thanksgiving and the office is quiet.

Coffee made.  ZEN, all about me.  Nothing infectious in thought, just me here talking to SELF in this journal, knowing the day and weekend ahead will be beaming in Story and calm.

Class starting in 22 minutes.  10k Turkey Trot tomorrow with the Nurse.  Running 4 today at lunch to get into character, and have engine ready, if you would.

SELF.CARE.  More compassion for Self, priority and the content for the day.  Just minute or not even, a breath, reflection and appreciative pause right here at this desk, in this cathedral-like stillness and soundlessness.