Deciding to stop seeing this as just a book, or collection of notes….

It’s everything.

A capturing of the day-to-day, and not wishing for ANYTHING.

This morning’s 4-mile run, feeling different, and I won’t stop writing about it.

Choosing peace.  Not being right, or trying to work harder than anyone else.  Just peace.  In what I do, what I create at work, and STOP trying to reach some quantity.  This morning, after a 4-mile run, the first in a while, I see small steps as being more significant.  I’ve had this talk with myself before, but this is different.

Especially after yesterday, find out they were paying me too much at work, too much commission per Rep sale.  Not gonna get into it, but what a fucking blow.

Going to work through it, I tell myself.  This is a bit of turbulence.  But, again telling myself, small steps.  QUALITY.

Care for SELF.. be Mindful and present.  Peace… there it is, here, already, all around this writer.