Aim, goal, or just what I have to do. All writings, maybe couple with a vineyard pic, right now it lightly drizzles so maybe now is the time I should be out there. No? Wine, vineyards… my character, Kelly, what she paints. Need to write that novel, and quick— QUICK. Just keep writing, sip this 4-shot mocha, yes I NEEDED a mocha this morning, after last night’s wine.
San Francisco. Walking around Market, just walking, listening, smelling, feeling the Bay’s breath, cold and assuring. Quiet in the office this morning. Perfect for meditation, certain passively acute measurement of what I want from the day. What does the day want from me?
Time for vine walk—