Whatever I feel like I can’t do, I can.  That’s just a feeling.  The feelings are mine.  I’m in control.  I’m the writer.  I decide what unfolds and progresses.  So any nay-saying stems from futility, from silliness.  How about what I KNOW I CAN do?  Everything.  Today… more steps toward a drastic elevation for my shop.  Stories and pictures, narratives and shared realities, conversations…  Everything’s mine, today.  And everyday.  The entirety of ‘I can’t’ is dead.  That’s how I want the story to progress and remain.  Today, everything is mine.  Whatever I don’t want in the story, MY story, shoved to side.  No ticket, ‘cause I write the ride.