Music in everything.  Selling words.. that’s the land I’m trekking toward.

But not just words, vision and practice.  Those habits… self-education tools, if you would.  What’s worked for me.

Morning wages, and me here carving new pages.

Already five days into the month, the manuscript.  How did that.. whatever, it’s here.

Working like the Nurse, all hours, not stopping or wondering when it’s over.  Just move, WORK.

This beat, waking me up.  I don’t care what time it is.

I have a target.

A destination yes but more so a newly sown Road.

Life, alive, living, no doldrums ever.

Me, BRIGHT.

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