In these 60 days, BUILDING….

Not running at lunch I reason, did 5 yesterday and need to run in the morning.  When am I going to get that?

Not beating myself up… committed to content creation this day and the week.  Everything Heights Highway moving up in attention and priority and scenes in my imagination, what I could and can and WILL do with it.

Staying busy… keep moving, I tell myself. ON THE ROAD… buy the ticket, take the ride.  All my literary beacons speaking to this writer, today.  Nothing till 13:30, I believe….  Content for Q3 created, for the Sales Academy, and away I go.

To EVERYTHING Heights.  My own Highway, ‘cause I decided it.

Unafraid, because that’s what I fucking decide.

What can anything antithetical do??

Answer obvious and they just stand there at their table and look like belligerent dunces.

CEDICDED…. In EVERYTHING.

The harmony of pretty much all my life’s components is obvious, and I am delirious with excitement and curiosity.