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And, NO OVERTHOUGHT.  That’s the root of many problems and stresses… the rest of my life, SELF-Care Composition.  

Coffee, love, peace, quiet, study…. Every “thing” in the Now, is a Story.  Is a lesson, suggestion, something from which to learn, and create… I could write a fucking book and build a career on this cup, the coffee it holds, if I wanted to.

Seeing more, this morning.  Seeing the morning.  This condo, and however much longer I have here… the drive out to Vacaville later.  The drive out there the other morning, early, to be with my bride.

I am overwhelmed by this, what I’m seeing and what this kitchen is teaching me.  Student, this, here, NOW, the classROOM.  Every “thing” in it.  More than a thing, object, word.

But, the ideas.. the world it contains.  ME, being part of it.  How blessed – yes, BLESSED – I am to be where I am, right now, writing this.