Just realizing it’s Friday the 13th.  Doesn’t really mean anything to me, but thought I’d log the observation nonetheless.

Slow start to workday, no students obviously.  One next week, then like 5 the week following.  Mostly MDU, to my startle.

Day feels calm, but I feel intent.  Like, I need something to happen.  Haven’t heard back yet from the prospective client, on the two-page deliverable he’d show to clients.  Waiting for payment but that’s the least of the thought lot.  I want to know his thoughts, and if the conversation is still moving.

Prospecting for SELF today…. Small businesses and small business advocacy.  Journaling about this the other day and my obsession with them.  That classic and I guess fantasy-like conception of a shop, sun coming through the window, merchandise and various pieces on some rustic wood table…. Again, fantasy-like, I know.  But that’s what I’m thinking about right now, typing in Vacaville.

No run yesterday.  Who knows if I’m getting out today.  Stay in the chair, that’s what I need to do.  Write my way to the ‘FFF’ air.  Not elaborating, just a note, for me.

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