Feeling.  The day.  Father’s Day.  All of it.

…….. Gratitude.  And thinking of the brevity. So why not move.  Do EVERYTHING. Bringing camera on the water, a boat later with the family.  Been planned for a while.  Simple… this week, teaching all three days.  Going to address this, this perspective.  NO… no just address it, but emphasize in each PPT slide. Nurse getting…

Nurse’s birthday…..  Me working from home, slow day.  Latte done.  

And what am I doing…?  Notes, planning the day, next week.  Time just moves. Sales content, grounded in perception, realism, simplicity. No speech given today.  Time to gather and collect…. Today’s gift to SELF —> LOVE. Of everything… SELF, of course.  But this chair, this laptop, the company, my colleagues and everything I’m learning… music. …

May 5th, 2026…  Tuesday.

Made it to HQ, thankfully… no issues or episodes with the RAV. Ready for training, should go all day since I didn’t get to teach yesterday. More than sales, I’m focusing on culture, making it your own, CORE VALUES, Key Behaviors…. Going outside the sales word and idea. Yes, I’m a Consumer Sales Trainer/Sales Training…

Still recovering mood-wise from this morning’s car incident.

And the fucking test I had to pay for, the “diagnostic” as they called it, came up with NO-THING.  But I still had to pay. In home office, one espresso, a double, down.  May have another… keep this writer in the chair, don’t move I say to myself. Working on speech/short essay for Thursday.  Trying…

Collect

Nothing to force Move with tundra temper There’s already the shape From that and your chair take There is on Road, no maze

Back from the meeting and I don’t know which way to land, or go.

Thinking and overthinking.  Then I say, be dangerous.  Be the opposite of organized. Just free-write.  I’m hyphenating that now, used to put it as one words to page but I want both anchor accentuated. Standing at desk.  No run today.  GOD.DAMN.IT.  Oh well, this is the Road for me now, at the desk and making…

Monday Meaning

Everything speaking and all conversation continue in purpose worded.

Between thought and action…. Between impulse and response.

Between who you’ve been and what you might choose next. And in that gap… you get a say. That’s everything. Before, it was immediate. Thought comes in, reaction follows. No space, no question, no pause. Just a seamless chain that felt like identity. “This is just who I am.” But awareness interrupts that story. It…