Composure is part of the composition. Protect the quiet that lets you think clearly.Care for the mind doing the work.Move with intention, not urgency. Not everything deserves access to your attention. Don’t let the day untie you.
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Noise. I don’t listen.
Just what I’ve decided. Someone attempting to throw me off yesterday. That antithetical energy. Monster. No. Just no. Agency over my life and mind and sight, vision, how I translate EVERYTHING. Feels amazing. I always tell the Nurse – If somebody would’ve told me six years ago that I would be here, as I type…
A Road…
Meeting… but I’m elsewhere in my head. Today is not slowing me, I’m devouring it. And then… the Universe, the STORY, gives me a gift. A bright opening in schedule. No need to elaborate or explain. What I’m focusing on is my acknowledgment of what the Story did. What I feel, and how the stress…
Positive, Encouraging… only scope…
Calm, solved, no waves Me here with assurance, answers, no quakes Coffee speaking in song solely Appreciate, the time is moving with no care And me, no impair The dreams could land me anywhere. In the office but it has a reshaped air and aura and voice All for me, assuredly Speaking in poem to…
I JUST DECIDED TO STOP
Relationships, conversations, habits and consistencies in the day, reacting to others telling me what I needed to do better like every fucking thing that came out of their blather-brow was some sagacious “coaching”. They love that term, and feeling like they are. Fucking ‘coaching’. After a day like today with the Nurse, yesterday too, so…
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Amiable aggression Communication = Practical Composition, Not Conceptual Fiery… be more THIS Experience and VALUE… JOURNALING, what is does, what it can do, where it can take you Today = THE LAST REHEARSAL, everything after, REAL Solutions are everywhere. Find something in the moment and MASTER it. Presence, finding more value in the practice, and…
8/5/2026
08:35 in office. Centering on SELF, I wrote on the way here, voicing into the phone which I’m doing more and more. First more coffee. Been in the office maybe ten minutes. Ready for EVERYTHING. No more trials, no more auditions, no more envisage. Just actuations, from this clock. Driving over, tired, but the ideas…
New plan in place…. Organized, concerted with my Director.
My fearlessness, only compounding, collecting, amplifying on top of itself. Discipline, Consistency, Structure, Time Management. The obsession with me, currently, and into the indefinite… Office getting quieter. My former SE walks by, heard it’s his birthday today and I wish him the happiest, he thanks me, tells me he’s 50… “What? Dude, I thought you…
Take some time for yourself. Not because you have earned it, or because everything else has finally been taken care of, but because you are HERE.
That is enough. Sit somewhere for a few minutes. Look around. Notice the light, the sounds, the temperature, whatever is moving through the room. Let the Now be the thing you are doing. You don’t need to turn it into anything. You don’t need to capture it, improve it, explain it, or make it productive. …
Office. Filled with hunger and fearlessness.
Content taking new shape. My Mental Health, never this in-tact, firm and fortified. I don’t think EVER before, in this life. Calm…. Nurse and I planning a little get-away, couple days from now. This morning us in our routine, coffee and smiles, joking, saying how we can’t wait to see each other when the day’s…
Sales Training… more about selling yourself that Heights are attainable.
They’re not meant to just stay fucking dreams. Anyone in “sales” has to sell themselves first. I’ve thought this before obviously, but today it hits harder, and echoes louder. Quiet in the break area, at my writing booth. Two more meetings before this writer can leave. Gratitude for the coffee, the hum of the refrigerator,…
In office, moving quickly…. Need more coffee. 60 days till Alter, the Nurse and her writer boy, as she sometimes calls me.
In these 60 days, BUILDING…. Not running at lunch I reason, did 5 yesterday and need to run in the morning. When am I going to get that? Not beating myself up… committed to content creation this day and the week. Everything Heights Highway moving up in attention and priority and scenes in my imagination,…