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After a trip to the coffee spot by the Green the other week, I turned left and left on a random street, then writer back in chair.  Cup smoldering on desk, taste still bitter but beautiful and seductive nudge.  Don’t want to be stuck in thought so I won’t let SELF stop typing, who gives…

Peace….

Taking in the scene, letting it sing to me.

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…

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Office.  09:37 Putting more than several items on the writer’s plate today. Coffee, needed, poured.  And me in character like I’ve never been.  Manifesting a day that will change the Road of my Story, irreversibly. Promised myself I’d write the Nurse a letter today, and I will. ……..