My fearlessness and being on-the-offensive mentality and daily walk is something more elevated than I’ve known it to be.

I always said I’ll just decide to stop listening to those people, the negative twits and gelatinous dragons that want to slow hurt stall hinder me in any way.

Well, now I’m here.

It has all, STOPPED.

Yes from decision, but I honestly think the Story itself thought it time for this writer to move on.

And the Sales Training role I’m in now has something, or much, to do with it.  Two business trips, one with my bride-to-be, the Nurse, and another solo.  Utah, where we just went, a time for us to build more Story before the close gaveled last week.

Where am I going, no idea. This entry, more a rant and vent and one of several hundred if not infinite victory laps.

“Click your heals, babe,” the Nurse said as I walked down the stairs toward the exit.