Relationships, conversations, habits and consistencies in the day, reacting to others telling me what I needed to do better like every fucking thing that came out of their blather-brow was some sagacious “coaching”.

They love that term, and feeling like they are.  Fucking ‘coaching’.

After a day like today with the Nurse, yesterday too, so much peace and syncopation in m ind and vision, everything with her.. how am I with her.  She tells me I deserve, that we both deserve this sort of happiness, the type we thought was drawn for others, other couples.  But no, it’s us.

I’m powered in this celestial edge, bound by confidence and conviction that NO ONE has ever seen in me.

Everything, connected.  There is no more waiting for some inviting or optimal moment.. there is no measuring, or drawing board collection.

Now, only action.  This.. the new movement, this new BEAT.  The Beat to keep and repeat while all negative notes ‘noted’ self-delete.