SoCo Coffee…

While my tires get replaced.

When was the last time I was in Santa Rosa like this?  Who knows.. not common, but I take a Mindful sitting here in the cafe and imagine Paris with the Nurse, the websites I have to design and how I’m 100x-ing down on the Web Design project.  Getting a lead today, before mid-afternoon.  Possibly two, will let you know.

The latte here, like a gingerbread or cinnamon cookie.  Unbelievably delicious, visual, scenic.  Like I’m already in Paris.

PARIS… want an apartment there.  Or at least some regular place to stay, when we go there.  Aim is to get there AT LEAST twice a year.  Why not??

Now is the point in my Story where I cut off my ability to wish, or dream.  Rather, and with the most fiery movement forward, I make it actuality.  Materialize more than fucking “manifest”.

Sip, slow, this is already like a dream, so no need to ‘dream’.  I’m here.