I told her home is wherever she is, so it doesn’t really register, but still put an ‘lol’ in the text. Office, piercing in its quiet. A couple people in the department across from me talking, then some at the other end of the floor, far ‘way to the left. Class in 50-ish minutes so…
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Done with lunch and now time to write. Class going well, in this quiet office.
Surprisingly quiet for the day. Taking time to myself at the desk. No running today and it feels incredible. Just meditation, thinking about the Story here and how I’m building it. Starting with attitude, mine, in this instant. How I’m feeling, when I acknowledge where I am and what I’m doing on a deeper level….
8-20-25
Class beginning soon, after meeting, then another quick check-in. MY feeling this morning, motivated and alive in a rare way. My pursuit, elevation. Higher altitude. Several projects to tend to and I’ll be able to on this rest-from-running day. Music on, drive over me overthinking then calmed by a call from the Nurse. Decision made…
4 miles. So many ideas while on route but most of them lost. Saying to myself, “I thought them, so they’ll show themselves at some point.”
Resting tomorrow. Spending lunch hour playing with content and writing. My attitude now, calm, a soft and determined composition. The Company is quiet today, this building and the other when I was in there a couple hours ago. Wondering what else I can produce in the day…. Story. Me, a sales trainer and taking “sales”…
8-18-25
Moving, on Monday. Running at lunch, or earlier. Battling a mood and the mood is losing, tremendously. Wild in my types, and drive over here, everything music. All is a verse, poetry. All the images, things, this phone and headphones, journal. Pen, watch.. the screen in front of me. Am I listening? A bit. But…
Only now beginning to live, as I want, like a free and loving and creative mad animal. At forty-six. Am I late, or on time? Hard to know. And do I need to know? A Consumer Sales Trainer. Getting further into that story, as far as I can go, however far the Story itself will…
8-15-25
Mid-month, as I just noticed, here in Vacaville just starting the day. Latte already near death, and me minimizing life has me more free than ever. Where was I like this, like an empty shopping cart just flying down a hill? Maybe this is the renewal I’ve been chasing. Not the spa-day, cucumber-water kind like…
Battling my own thinking… do I run or not. Could go to the gym later I guess, do some speed work. Maybe…
Sales training, all the ideas and principles, powerpoint slides, notes, whatever, showing more than just what they on the surface entail.. Trusting yourself, confidence, developing your story and career, work-life balance, immediate happiness, that sort of tell. Going to lunch, see if I find any ideas, where can I go? Somewhere new, where. ::::: Back. …
Holy shit, I just said to myself, it’s mid-August.
My Mental Health Composition, something it’s never been… never in my past life if you know what I mean, that’s for sure. Coffee and laptop in the writing booth, looking at one of the Company install ships, remembering my first days here in 2018/2019. Meeting with the CEO earlier, so kind and real, engaging and…
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Meeting still on. Focused on the run, already. Planning route. Need to work on pace. But not overthinking it. At all. Taking time to myself here in the writing booth, the other booth actually since one of our IT guys is having his lunch early in the other. He gets here sometimes before seven he…
8-13-25
10:12 Meeting earlier. Put me in a hungry being mind. I am, not the way I usually am following the meetings held Wednesday. Sipping coffee but having trouble waking up. Message the Nurse, in the PMDC seat. This day, and any. Writing more about the negative forces and people that always attack, that alway attack. …
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