Reformatting my written and diarist approach and practice.

Remember a student that wrote something, a nonfiction piece, less than 100 words.

And honestly, fucking brilliant.  Completely shattered my thoughts on writing, any theory or then-habit, erased.

Journaling everything.  Off a call and self-assessing, as I assess student.  Attitude and Activity, where I start.  MY, Mental Health and character composition.  Mood, “DOMINANT FEEL”, as I say in another project.

Brainstorm on my Roadmap, as a writer and creator of content, speaker, everything else.  Husband, father, son, brother, friend, friend to SELF… quite actually, my entire Story.  Life.  Being.  Spirit.. MIND.

AGENCY.  That’s what I want to say….  The space between what happens to you and what you choose to do about it.

Empowered by this scribble storm, right now, just now, at this desk.

More than a reformatting, but a DECISION.  Act of Autonomy.  NOW.