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.