Up early.  Quick coffee putting then Nurse and I went to a small bakery down the Road for treats, for kids.  Okay, and for us.

Going over new ideas and ones I’ve had since the beginning of Q4 this year, for 2026.

Less, consolidation… PRODUCTION on a fierce and unusual energy.

One project at a time.  True, being distracted by other projects and production isn’t necessarily a bad thing, but being centralized and singularly honed is more fruitful.

Henry and Jack relaxing, Emma with the Nurse on a xmas grocery mission.  One thing for me at work to do for the day, and settlement.  Ease, ZEN, gratitude.  Not stopping.  Movement is the manuscript.  Whatever direction it takes.  Fearless frame, grateful mental plane.

PEACE….

Poem for day….

Noises Random and Voiced

Yes, again, notes erased

Of course

That makes sense

No forecast needed

Just a walk, any season

What is it, doesn’t matter

Repeat, reflection, annoyance injection

Only 9, and what to do but shield, build

It makes sense never to tie, get trapped

And I can’t – new music defines the thought and round

Kitchen is brighter, there isn’t that

At all, dreaming no this is material

So, keep reciting, singing, nothing needs record

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Scribbles in EVERYDAY journal.  Just wrote, and truly feel, I can already sense and experience the victories in this new year.

Espresso time… more forward, movement, more of this new Mike Madigan Manuscript.

Foggy in Vacaville.  Nurse and I in a bit of disbelief driving to Peet’s, laughing at ourselves at how struck we were by fog.  And, plotting a couple things.  More on that later, in the book.

9 days….  Well, 8 days left in the year, that’s the number I need to fixate on.  Quick 1-page biz plan written… posting the most random content, more weights less cardio…

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