New plan, again. New week. Same brain squatters. Fucking rent-free parasites – loud, and ungrateful as ever. Other energies — the uninvited guests of thought — have dragged their rusty-ass 1970s-looking lawn chairs into my thinking again, arguing about nothing, drinking my pricier wines. Devils. Me — trying to hold a meeting with myself on…
Author: mikemadigan
FALL’d jouRNal
10-12-25 08:46 Up. Getting ready. Feeling better. Off to coffee. Morning is fall in the air the colors and how the sky is set. Everything is lighter but more pronounced and vibrant. Slow moving out the door. No rush. Happiness, imagine THAT. Yesterday, meditative, seeing myself get stuck because of my own thinking and excess…
2015 Photog
Colors, peace, life…. Stories, PASSION.
At the drawing board…
Designing something, for me, and anyone.
Thought this morning.
PEACE. Drive…. Certainty.
10-11-25
01:08 Awake Nurse called in. She’s home now and trying to go back to sleep. Me, after some espresso. She requests I stay and I do.. . always do what my Queen orders. Window open, no light. Meditative, investing scene. First of such. We joke… she calls me stubborn after she texts me to…
jouRNal, yesterday
16:16, make a wish. Class over for nearly two hours. Emails sent, and me wrapping day. Still in running clothes. Well, shorts anyway. Going to store in a bit. Missing my kids, terribly. It’s crippling, if you need know. But now, I shift all gears, to the Story I need tell.. focus on my peace,…
Day, busy. No time to think or deliberate or edit, or even look for new words or synonyms.
All contributing ethos logos and pathos need be of the Now’s origin. Messaging the Nurse, thinking of her Story, her toughness blended with sweetness, the brilliance of her moves and shifts. Just thinking about it, HER, the Story we build… Sip coffee, looking again at the STRENGTH acronym I wrote a couple weeks ago. Has…
5 years ago,
and today.
Thinking.
Where I am, what I’m doing, how I arrived…
Now….
All times are to be captured and studied, be grateful for every stop on the clock, because time keeps moving… there are no stops. ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
