Me, sleepy, fighting to be more lively. 13:57 Class done. Sitting with no music though now I think I need some. Written earlier… Note to self: You cannot train hunger.You cannot train kindness.You cannot train curiosity. You can only create a space where those things either show up or they don’t. …so true. Thought about…
Tag: journaling
Tired and moving slow. Trying to talk myself out of these sluggish steps.
Coffee, I mean espresso to the stage with me. Quick entry here before class. Ugh… more caffeine please. Another sip and I think I have time to make one more cup. Why am I spending this much time writing about coffee and making it instead of actually doing so? Sales Training… need to get creative…
Nothing cinematic, no orchestra swell.
Just reminding yourself that you are here and you will and you have to. For YOU. There is no destination, there is no stop. This is a Road, a HIGHWAY, you are deciding to put yourself in. And away, more speed. Accelerate again. This is what it is… LIFE. Truly living. Fearlessly. And… FOR.YOU. What…
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…
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…
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,…
2-9-26
It’s a Monday. And it feels like one. Standing at desk, developing new Sales content, communicating with Leads, trying to de-clutter my fucking desk. How successful am I, will I be? Will let you know. 12:11, not hungry. Not fucking running that’s for sure. My mood is off. And this blog now my sole focus. …
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…
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And the day changes shape. Not sure I’m getting a run in, and that’s fine. Doesn’t feel right. Would be forced, and not enjoyable. Will do the 6 I had penned for today, tomorrow. Moving on… Lunch with old SE at noon. Talking about Curriculum. Just now in the Ops meeting, seeing everything as material,…
Day starting with some nerves but they’re immediately muted with thoughts and words, and promises to self.
Inventory xmas gifts… work on SHU, pause the project from yesterday. Meeting at 1300. Prep in phone, eight points to address. After that I’m thinking a drive back here, dinner with friends (same we saw last night, Nurse’s oldest and closest), and then the day closed. Started an idea dump in my phone. Not liking…
Trying to write more poetry. And honestly….
Only that. In verse. No long paragraphs and no conventional structure. What’s tattooed on both forearms?? VERSE. No prose. So… Here I fly, new throws, boat rowed. 15:39 and needed new modes. From the stage, the theatre that for some reason refuses to halt, or breathe, so that needs to be me— Survivalist, my attention…
10-2-25
In office. 09:51. Quiet. Meeting with VP at 11:00. Running today without any excuses or delays, or no-show from me on pavement. Running today, no doubt. 5k to 5 miles, somewhere in there. Going slow. Distance is the goal so just telling myself, “FIVE MILES, you’re doing five miles.” 10:44, meeting in a bit, no…
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