What if I couldn’t write? What if I took that away? What would I create? What I’m forcing myself to think…. Waking from the nap today, thinking “Not that want to stop anything, but deciding to devote more to me, invest more in character… test myself in all the ways.” So, take away writing. Write…
Tag: happiness
from the book…
That’s a maelstrom I don’t want to be caught up in. Only leading to self-doubt. A low self-estimation which only holds you in place. So… STOP. The content Storm, ideas and more ideas… anything is a STORY. Not just fucking “content”. To be honest for the longest time I hated that word. But now, meh. …
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Simple things…. Provide Peace.
Purpose. Deciding it. Again there’s that word…
What’s in a decision. So much. We don’t take enough time with them, from what I see. This includes me, for sure. Honestly more than anyone I know. Like now, I can feel the distraction of the calendar, all the conversation on Teams… the meetings tomorrow, the coffee I just made, Nurse in the other…
And like that, we’re in mid-April.
Report cards for last week’s cohort sent out. Meeting this week, well.. tomorrow, 09:00 and then one right after that, a QBR of sorts. The idea of education, learning, coupled with yesterday’s grip of gratitude while de-cluttering and cleaning the garage, throwing away whatever I haven’t touched in a couple years, or more…. Grateful for…
My daughter….
Her own story. My favorite for sure, don’t tell her brothers…
Mt. Bachelor pic, from last summer I think, or the one before.
More I look through these still shots of my kids, or really anything, the older I feel. Not really in a bad way— or maybe a little, I don’t know it just makes me feel something. Recognizing life and its brevity, fragility. Meditative. Taking my time in this quiet office. No music. About to pick…
Laptop acting weird, me getting frustrated but then I remember I have more than one, so…. Suck it, technology.
12:04… not running today, the right decision. Head spinning. Do I have too many projects? What would be the essential one. The anchor, or nucleus?? I guess this blog, or the other, or both. I’m overthinking, and starting to be a hungry-loopy sort of sensation. Leaving house at 12:30. May need a nap when back. …
Decluttering, moving things, mostly photog equipment and journals from one box to another. Simplifying.
Reading one journal, more than quickly – more like skimming the page when I passed it from the right hand to left – and saw “Today, virtually no budget. Coins only.” Interesting. Trying to do something like that this week actually. Well, today for sure, and not trying. No more of that. I decide, I…
The Road…
Forever.
Prompt —>
You don’t need to start over. You’re already in motion. Write about the road you’re currently on in your life, not the one you wish you were on. Where does it actually lead, if you’re honest? What have you been overlooking because it feels too ordinary to matter? What part of this path is quietly…
Today.
Free….!!!!!
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