a blank page singing to me while I idiotically overthink the next Road–
and do… no escaping the story. There’s nothing that changes the narrative except you… so, just DO.
Very much a working lunch. Brought self a sandwich from home. Busy day so far at winery. One […]
No plan. Yes do.
Friday. Which means nothing. Just arrived at winery and I have about 12-13 minutes to collect self in […]
Building a business and using any and every tool I can find, borrow, get my hands on. I’ll […]
for some. Not me. Creatives don’t know days, nights, weeks, names of days, nothing. Work is our opiate, […]
Done with dinner, now what. Kids left some card game in in living room. Deal me.
…stories and music and poetry— this Bobby Hutchinson song, Camel Rise…. Wine is all of this. How I […]