Messaged the Nurse and told her I was headed out for a run even though my head wasn’t into it, and….  Surprised myself, I guess.

Notes for trip next week, and onboarding Reps for next week and class the following week.  Slowing my speed, it’s Friday and many have left office already.  Places I’m emailing, prospecting.

Haven’t posted article yet.  Might do that from offsite.  Thinking of working at Chevy’s down the street from the Nurse’s campus, or in that Library place I checked out the other day.

Drawing board mentality, all day.  And on the run, all seven miles, thinking content.  Creating from everything, even what you think is boring is saying something to you.

This coffee cup, shot of espresso from earlier.  Now dead, mostly sipped, but the cup reminding me of the Nurse’s and my story.  Here, in Vacaville.  This house, Nugget where I bought it, a store that has proven dangerous and somewhat of a commerce opiate for the writer.

Notes, for everything.  Presenting new Composition.  For ME.