Can tell the thinking is slow and not yet with up wheels. Starting the week off with the Curriculum of SELF-CARE. What the Nurse told me long ago is the one thing we all need to invest in, more. Starting a new Sales Trainer log on phone, first thoughts are Explore and ‘Find Your Answers’. …
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No run. Fuck. Oh well. I blame the clouds and, well, myself.
I need to do EVERYTHING this writer’s able to, to wake early and run in the harshest of morning hours. 5 or 6. Early. I want it to be difficult, painful, even rolling eyes at the prospect of the run. But I’ll fucking do it anyway, which I should have done a bit ago, launching,…
In office. Finally. Thinking in terms of modules, education. In EVERYTHING.
10:00 Coffee #1… module #1. Patience. Keep movement consistent, but be patient. Be mindful of the process. No time to settle into the day, I just start writing it. Reaching out to B, trying to set up a meeting or quick call later. Growth versus Acquisition in the MDU space. Office quiet, just as the…
1:44 PM. Kids inside with me, well over fucking 90 outside.
Taking time to write in the DECIDED project. Life is good, I messaged the Nurse. And it is. I can only credit her with most if not all of it. Not thinking, after his morning’s MeMeeting. The deliberation is a stall. Not sure a tactic but habit I cut like excessively long hair. Hear the…
Thinking in terms of playbooks, after the scribbling in journal, about Time and how you can’t order it
on Amazon, I joked after logging what I bought the other day, arriving yesterday and the Nurse bringing in while closing downstairs before bed. 8:43. Calm. Latte done and about to make an espresso shot downstairs in a sec. Day is busy, calendar full. Fuller than full. So, I assign in curriculum. Around the concept…
Key behaviors. Of a writer.
Poet. Freeness, exploration, self0-education and elevation, creation. Simplicity over complication. When settling in after lunch I’m ablaze and a bit touchy with ideas. Not settling, not stopping, and not forgetting about myself and MY aims. Further anchoring my Road, what I want to do. And why not. One life one opening, the excess concern surround…
8-22-25 —> 08:05. Stayed in Windsor last night. Commute not so bad for me, the Nurse joked.
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…
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….
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”…
8-15-25
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…
8-4-25
15:42 The day, hectic in a way I didn’t expect b ut I’m stronger from the throws, and now more Composed. In the loft, checked mail and a couple other moves around this Sonoma County writing base. No run today, deciding to take the day after two straight 6-plus mile days. Battle with SELF, or…
Freewrite. 13:40
Lunch done and me with thoughts atop thoughts. Gratitude intoned and thrown. Not sure where to start, other than I feel so free. The Nurse and I reflect and converse about this a lot. Just a few minutes ago actually over text. Going through new pictures taken on T7, of….. You’ll later know. But another…
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