Day full of meetings, then a drive to San Rafael.  Caring for SELF… 

Speaking to this writer’s hemisphere with verse, new pages.

Next meeting, then….  Walking outside.  Not in the mood to run, and this always happens.

Writing, not promoting, that today is the last of running or regretting no run in the afternoon.  It’ll be done in the morning, as it fucking should be.

Taking a second… calm.  Attempted ZEN.

……..

14:39.  On the Road soon.  San Rafael to meet Chris.  Been a while since our last tuxedo appointment.

Surreal, some of this.  And in the best way.  Taking a ZEN moment again, needed.  Again challenging myself, and as that blogger I follow say, CHALLENGE ACCEPTED.

Or as the more raw Mike Madigan would say, “Challenge mutherfucking accepted.”

In a fighter’’s mode and pose.  Following the Nurse’s urgency of self-protection, advocation, and focus.  Belief.

SALES, and this Sales Heights Highway idea I started months ago, finally coming to its full form and focal with the Sales Academy here at Sonic.

Indescribable.  Especially when I think about where I was before May, last year.  GRATEFUL.  This fucking gratitude, drunk from it… where I’m staying.