Woke 6:40.. Went back to bed but made self get back up.  Have coffee to drink, writings to finish, a business to build… Rest is toxic.  Too much to gather.  So…  I’m here with my coffee, thinking of an approach to the day.  Several ways I could do it.  Which do I want?  Get to work, start typing, design a sample site, cast the biggest net possible–  oh, today could be a day of purer than pure fruit.

Downstairs sipping coffee in kitchen while wife and babies sleep.  Dark, but day’s initial luminaries through glass door in other room, left.  Telling me to start slow.  Meditate, measure, then leap…