After the run today where I went out 4 miles and turned around, and stopped short of six thus having to walk the whole way back… DONE.

Learning and adjusting.  More than adjusting, I’m re-aligning.  Not sure I should have hyphenated that, but… I’m here, still on break, probably 20 minutes over what I should have done, but I needed this.

This, the table, the quieting office, people pulling away outside from the driveway, day telling my its closing.  To not overthink.  To better organize but keep it simple.  There does’t need to be several continents.  Just one.

Imagine that, a life not-complicated.  This book, and the notes everywhere… oh and today is 10 of the 31 project, within this project.  And I swear that’s the last time I’m doing that.  No more adds.  Everything has arrived, and just before I turn 47.  Fuck me… FOR-TY-SEV-EN.

New storm, and spell.