Today, working from home, Nurse on leave for our wedding, and we both decide PEACE. And enjoying the day, every day. My writing life and “career”, even though I see it as more life and the latter, BEAUTIFUL. The other day at the office writing in the writing booth, I just realized what it is. …
Tag: self care
One of those mornings where I’m tired and sluggish and disinterested. But not letting any mood take hold.
I’m acknowledging the mood, and how I feel, but DECIDING to move anyway. In this journal, this book, this life, this new career…. TEN DAYS, till the Nurse and I read vows. Stunned. Thought the day would just keep stepping away from us. But here we are. Moving, and assessing everything about ME, this morning. …
End of day, almost. Well, I guess technically.
Nurse at work, me getting caught up quick with the SEA, an acronym I might explains later. And now… time to SELF. Like I wrote in the book the other day, “AND NOW THAT I’m HERE…”, taking a second for me. Leaning on gratitude. And how time wants to move as it does, and here…
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9/19/2026 Bachelor party done. And now… 13 days till we wed. Again, time reminding me it doesn’t care. So, as Uncle Stevie and I talked about… just accept it. Don’t react. Be aligned with its reality and function rather than resisting and cursing it. 7:53am. Hike planned but not sure if we’re going to make…
Everywhere
teaches. ☮️
Time is just a thing. Not even. An idea, at best.
I’m choosing to ignore it. Uncle Stevie over last night, meeting my best man and his wife. And the time flew by. Like the Nurse advised me long ago, “Just accept it.” That it will pass, quicker than you’re capable of measuring, appreciating, inventorying or even simply noticing. Just how it is. Just after seven…
Into the afternoon…. Day still moving.
Didn’t log 5 miles as I’d hoped. But got out there… 5k ran, then walked a mile. Fuck it, I’ll take it. Uncle gets here in a little over an hour. Planning the weekend. Wine tasting and dinner with CZ tomorrow, but not till a fishing mission with Uncle Stevie. Bought a fishing license this…
10:42… working on a presentation. For work, next week.
Back from two errands – getting a fishing license, and some wine and other points for dinner tonight with everyone. Chris and his wife, Uncle Stevie… and again seeing that only 2 weeks, 1 day remain. Till Alter. And me… here in the home office.. building. This EVERYTHING Heights Highway, and copy-and-pasting the philosophy and…
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“…I cannot and will not be distracted or diverted off this Road. I refuse. I’m here, present, the driver and determining character in the contour of all events and matter. Friend telling me yesterday or the day before that he just decided to start a publishing company and release all his old writings. That simple. …
from I JUST DECIDED TO STOP
Where I stand, what I’m thinking. This mood, this Now. What I’m doing next. My next move, thought, or even dream. Enough. I am beyond merely appeased. Not needing to mentally occupy the next month before I’ve finished this fucking coffee. I don’t need to predict anyone’s reaction, especially the antithesis, that sloppy aggressor,…
And today, just moving and not depending on results, or some perfect timing.
This morning before the alarm and on the drive over, I kept saying… keep it simple, keep it simple. Back into yesterday’s projects. Producing new slides and knowing with a circuitry of set certainty what needs to happen. Writing freely. Choosing to smile and not stress and any antithetical garbage given no mind. Yes, finally…