Kids up, coffee earlier.  What else did I note… UGH.

Writing in the notepad app, to “TextEdit”, then will xfer afterward.

Running when it gets warmer, made coffee.  Laundry in first, promise to Nurse.

She on the Road back to VV… writing schedule to finish book somehow by 3/31….

Emma and Henry going at it, about to fly out of my mind.

Problem solved, handling everything as a writer of this whirly should at this point in the year.

Simple as DECIDING.

Not just to stop, but to do something.  Go a very specific direction.  Sipping coffee and typing like a terrifically focused tyrant.

This condo, speaking to me, discovering new approaches to photog and editing…. Told TML I wanted to start a new story, or hobby, and photog is at the top of the ladder.  Next, French… anything and everything française.  Learning it as quick as I can… podcasts, YouTube Channels, blogs, I don’t care.  After listening to some French cafe jazz music, some channel I stumbled upon.  Brought me back to my city – PARIS.

Needing travel.  Needing new sights, Roads.  And again, quiet.  Notes of a dad in the morning, I guess.

64, perfect temp.  Launching soon.  Focusing on the run and nothing else.  That is my mind, NOW… deciding to stop letting noise note anything sentiment or angularity.