Jenny and Nurse doing bride things.  Me in the nook entering receipts, then realizing I’m spending too much time on that shit.

Relax, enjoy the Younger (Pliny) JLo gave you.  Rain all day, so I’m relaxed and this bottle is a perfect additive.

Still in the posture of whim-writing.  Not just freely, and writing anymore is an after thought.  Well, not afterthought, but…. I want to be writing about something.  And what is that… documenting.  Learning from…

All moments.

Miniature golfing with the kids earlier, watching JLo and the Nurse plan wedding things, listening to the rain outside walking to the car, coffee this morning at the spot where Noto used to be.

Yes….  Going to film and picture-ize EVERYTHING in this Story.

Selling the Loft…. Not anymore a sad chord, or key, mood in my daily music.  Excited at the prospect of distilling, thinning.

Translating life, the moments you’d think are just normal or boring or, “every-day”.

There’s something to be learned in it.  Not just one lesson but a compiled intention of curriculum.

The Story is always there to not just instruct but place opportunity near you and see if you notice, if you’re with attention.  A TRUE student.