A Different Detach At lash place with the Nurse. In a cozy sofa-like chair. I don’t know if this is fake leather, or what… but it’s cozy. And I have some time to collect. When back at the house, one meeting, then I think I’m done for the day. But don’t want to hex the…
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Getting the ASBC project off the ground. Call earlier, now just have to make some small business contacts. Rewriting the day’s agenda, in a second.
No run today, again. Too much to do… One project, then another. No more new ones, I swear…. Like my head is spinning and the mind is desperate to escape itself. Was talking with a guy from another department, Logistics I think, in the break room a minute ago, telling me he’s rowing during the…
Back from lunch with Nurse.
Article posted on bottledaux.com, with the intention and vision of turning the site into a SELF-Care content agency. Quite honestly, I had the idea this morning at Peet’s getting coffee with the Nurse and have been haunted by it before that so this morning I decided to write. Part of it, to be honest, was…
WFH. 08:52…. Dominant idea for week, OWN. From the Onus idea and stress throughout my teaching “career”.
Just got back from coffee with Nurse. Talking about the weekend we just had, how we needed it, and while her and I offered thoughts and insights and reflections, I thought about organizing the day, where I start writing. The book, not done in the next 8 days, I can almost assure. So.. stay here…
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3-16-26 Office. Something on my mind, distracting me. But deciding to let it go. My focus needs to be here.. HERE. In this Sonic office. Nowhere else. Have to check calendar… back in a sec. Trying to talk myself into running. Maybe later, after lunch…. Put off a money-related appt till tomorrow, EOD. Just talking…
Inward MuZen – Post Three
Didn’t want to run, but I did. And I reach five, my per-day quota for the week. But no, I passed SIX. 6.3, actually. I almost didn’t go out. I put on running uniform, but then nearly just as soon returned it to bag and stayed put, at desk. NO. No, that is…
Cleaning. That’s the goal this morning. Not physical cleaning of like things on the desk although there’s a bit of that too, yes.
More of a life acknowledgment and appreciation. What I see, day to day. Today I attack stress, and give myself some relief. Breathe, don’t freak out, be more fucking honest with yourself. This is something that scribbled in my head yesterday, literally writing itself and for some reason I didn’t take the however many…
Full heart, after last night’s family dinner. Family, smiles, and more victory lap language. Nothing stopping me…. Ever.
In office. One coffee then switching to water. After yesterday’s run, entertaining a break today, rest. Or, a really slow run? Shit I don’t know, decide later. Objective for today, sales content… more than I can count or tell, and building on the content constructed on the drive. Nurse empowering me, reminding me of my…
A day of ME.
That’s what I’m promising. Appropriate precursor for the new year. Finally at the desk after making a second pass at Peet’s. Just a small coffee. Now here, meditative. Not expecting anything. Just intaking the morning and this room. Building my fortitude, or compiling character in a way I never have. I can see myself changing. …
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09:20 in office, moving more than just a single mile a minute. Refusing to let the morning or day or anyone or anything slow me. Four blogs, no…. Sticking to this one and making it work. Overhead, ZERO. Prepping for a 30-day check-in with a Rep. Field Sales. Writing more curriculum as the day stretches…
In office. Made rounds. Some rain on the drive. 09:10
Settling in. Organizing the desktop of the work laptop, a priority. Has to be done. Today, rewriting much in the Story. Lunch with the Dev Trainers later, and now… almost forgot… the Sales Trainer Lab project. Promising myself this will be the last project for a while. Till others begin to produce and prove lucrative….
Writing this morning and new mind about me. Being a champion, fighter, just accepting the visions I have as real.
Traveling the world with the Nurse, writing a book in this condo and keeping this condo as just that – a Windsor Writing Station. Much the same the new train station down the street has become realize by Windsor’s town. 9:24 AM… kids playing outside, me shredding some papers as I more and more hate…
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