In office.  One coffee then switching to water.  After yesterday’s run, entertaining a break today, rest.  Or, a really slow run?  Shit I don’t know, decide later.

Objective for today, sales content… more than I can count or tell, and building on the content constructed on the drive.

Nurse empowering me, reminding me of my strength and how I’m at a place where none of the antithesis can touch me.

I’m a new writer.  This journaling act and focus on SELF, becoming more than just a practice and habit, but a walk.  Each step, singing in IT.

10:06 and this writer is speaking to himself on the page, for the energy needed for this new Story.

I’m not so much blocked, but overwhelmed and probably overthinking.  Mind you, in the best way.

The gratitude and love and power I feel now I never have, so I’m teaching SELF what to do with it, how to act in its grip.

SELF-CARE, the thesis and anchor, in this building or any other.  Ahead on all projects and communications.  Unsure of what to do but I don’t pressure myself, but rather celebrate the seemingly plain nature of the immediate, itself.

These victory laps and the “Victory Lap Language” I keep mentioning writes itself from seeing myself in a new Newness.  I didn’t see it before for obvious reasons that I won’t catalogue in some frivolously cascade, but I’m seeing myself now.  As I always should. Have.

We all need this.  Although I write my experiences and realizations, this is about US.  I am doing this for US.