Thursday January 1st, 2026: HERE.
Ready for everything. Creating EVERYTHING. That I need, want, think or dream of, slightly fancy. Doing all of it.
08:54, home office. Latte sipped slow as always, and me thinking of a rain run. Taking a break…
11:06. Nap and an early lunch, didn’t sleep well last night so doing everything I can to stay as lively as I can.
Rough start to new year, dog last night freaking out at the fireworks or explosions someone was fucking setting off. Maybe not a rough start, maybe just another case of this writer overthinking.
Going to put on hoodie, running pants, and just force myself to fucking get out there. Tonight, prioritizing sleep, so this doesn’t fucking happen again. Not that I didn’t last night, but tonight that is the highest urgency bulb.
Haven’t touched my fucking camera in months. Is that right? Yes Mike, months. Fucking months. I think the last time was when I drove up to Winters, shot pics of the bridge and the buildings, streets.
Out of sorts. Singularity, that’s what I need. Go for a fucking run. Start the fasting timer, test yourself.
#professormikey 