2-19-26 Teaching day. SELF-CARE stressed more in slides that with previous students. Only one student this class. SELF-CARE, becoming the thesis. Writing yesterday at Jose’s restaurant with cat Micci next to me. And me, this writer, feeling so much peace, gratitude…. Happiness. Mental Health and Peace….. GRATITUDE. One of those days where I ask myself,…
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PAGES ATE MY HOMEWORK!!!
Good thing I uploaded much of it to the blog. This laptop is acting funny. Shit…. Do I need to replace it already? Deciding to STOP. Worrying, trying to recover what I lost. There has to be some reason the Story wanted that to happen, right? Maybe write in the journal for a bit, like…
Me deciding to stop. STOP…
Doubting SELF, Caring what others think, Letting the malicious and horrible ways of others under skin or in any cells, Worrying, Rushing, Not smiling, Not laughing, Not leaving people to their ways, whether positive or antithetical… Just, STOPPING. Of course, an idea I’ve written about on this blog before, but on the drive over from…
Back from gym. Didn’t hit 10k on belt, but went over 6. Self-care.. SELF.CARE.
Can’t say it enough to myself. Doing something that makes you not just happy but feel fucking wildly alive. 13:15, heading to shower in couple minutes. Rain, some wind, not in the mood to do much. Need to get outside though, where should I go? Thinking coffee, or just stay here. Force myself to stay…
Newness…
Positive echoes and Beats, only… #NURSEANDPROFESSORVIBEZ
Just realizing it’s Friday the 13th. Doesn’t really mean anything to me, but thought I’d log the observation nonetheless.
Slow start to workday, no students obviously. One next week, then like 5 the week following. Mostly MDU, to my startle. Day feels calm, but I feel intent. Like, I need something to happen. Haven’t heard back yet from the prospective client, on the two-page deliverable he’d show to clients. Waiting for payment but that’s…
2-12-26
….. 09:00, project done and I’m convinced this is a new rev stream for the writer. The entire day today and tomorrow to produce sales content, SELF-CARE, writing and free-writing, whatever the creative demands of himself and the scene. Yesterday at Sazon working and taking pictures of the cat, Mucci, not sure about the spelling,…
Inward MuZen – Post Two
Fear Denied Licensure At work today I’m feeling something I want to share. And honestly, it’s as simple as this…. FEAR.LESS.NESS. More than any other day, and I think what it is materializes from knowing what you’re doing is what you should be doing. You are where you belong. Opportunity is the only language you…
5.16 miles, 8:36 pace.
Cooling down, sipping sparkling water. May go into the writing booth in a minute, or ZenDen, just for some quiet, meditation. Time for a SELF-collect. Forcing myself to remain in office till about 16:00. Discipline, pushing this on myself with more ardor, more volume and I don’t know, BEAT. Turn music off, headphone down on…
Morning, promising and vibrant, an eclectic and postmodern bulb and paragraph storm. And, all for ME.
This GM of my Story and room. Nurse and I rushing out of the house this morning, coffee then the Road. The latte dead long ago, and me here at work feeling like something happened. Like my wiring has been fused with a new ado. Nothing Shakespearean, or even Kerouac or Plath-mapped. Something with no…
Everything different today. Strong, the only thing I’m allowing SELF to feel. Prepping one document for work, then a speech I’m scheduled to speak later in the month.
Trying to confirm the date. No embellishment, speaking from the truest of TRUE Self. After divorce, and me… a writer. Nothing polished, nothing arranged or stages like in a fucking house for sale. The most Me that I with ink can bleed. What do I want to be known as… of course, yes. That writing…
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