Sister’s bday…. How old is she??  Wait….  45?  6?  No…. 45.

Already messages and emails, writing, content creation for Sales, a new playbook, for ME.  Will share later, possibly.

Public Speaking workshop next week.  Excited, reminds me of the old Sonic days.

I want to speak about the idea of ‘HOME’, not having to ever again look for another “job”.  Reading the past entries, how unhappy I was at that corporate dragon-sewer-pit.  I swear, never again.  No need to say that or write it here but I did, there must be a reason.  I need to tell myself.  Some character within the character needing to affirm the conviction.

35/365.  This count and a message for each day continues to show itself in my IG feed.  Not sure if I initiated it or no, but today it orders “Don’t be surprised when life starts going good for you. You deserve it.”

Loving the words and the suggestion.  Grateful for the morning.  Text the Nurse, no reposes yet.  I know she’s busy and I’m still almost three years into our life fascinated by what she does and the entailed dynamics.

#MENTALHEALTHMINDFUL….

Taking notes.  What I feel in this chair, in this office, the home the Nurse and I share, that’s what I’m choosing.

Anything outside, I just don’t have time for.