The Nurse, more than a Muse, but a definitive operator ing this life.  Where my Story is now.

What I needed to stop, is anything antithetical to what is entailed in the NOW.  Right here, now as I type this standing at my desk kicking myself for not running earlier but will after class.  Joking a bit, but the content and togetherness of my character Composition, NOW… I could never step back.

I will never elect any scene not synonymous with this.

12:39.  Thirty-five more minutes.  Letting my thoughts go wherever.  Nothing in mind, nothing needed.  Seeing me, and a version I’ve always wanted to see, live, study.

I didn’t just arrive, I realize.  There was war, pain, struggle, self-doubt, and so much more I could list but that’s not what I need now type.