Surprised I’ve been this consistent with the meditations, reaching 48.  Have to dart to the tasting room in a bit.  Think the rain stopped, hope it’s a trickle of traffic today, but not busy and certainly not slammed.  I’ll be as I yesterday was, quite consistent with the notes, streaming writings and storming brainings about all I want, this ‘dream job’ notion which won’t be much a “job”.   Hate that word, more than any other I’m quite sure.

So much I want to get done.

And of course I opened my friend’s Pinot last night, disabling my 4AM wake likelihood.