20 minutes to work, before work.  Feel yesterday’s run, everywhere.  Thinking about last night’s lecture on narrative and telling a story, characters in the story and how they work, how they function and promise certain things in the story itself.

Kids not wanting to start the day, and me not knowing which way I want to take, or write, the day.  One thought—make the day more about YOU.  I will.  With everything.  And teach more, or share more ideas.  One—the day isn’t with intention, you assign it intention, a thesis.  In these twenty, I don’t look for anything in particular, but start the day as I often do.  Eager to get to the Road, to SF, not be in the office all day as I was yesterday.  Not that I at all have issue with the Sonic office.  I love it, I study it, I seek to in many ways emulate it.  Today though, I need the Road.  I have to gather enough story today to get me surprisingly closer to the Road, to my travels.

People in an out of the breakroom.  Me not writing in the nook as it’s under construction.  A little odd.  I’m in my writing spot, but not.  Aims for day—Make it more about YOU.  2, observations, as many as you can collect, no matter how seemingly plain or boring, or insignificant.  Last, when back at office, inventory everything you collected in and for the story.  Make a list, just a numbered cascade of action.  This is something I’ve tried to do in the past and either surrendered from feeling overwhelmed, or told myself it was just too much, or I somehow allowed distraction to divert my movement.

Not sure if it’ll rain in the city, today.  I’ll bring my jacket either way.  Don’t want a repeat of last week, me the only character on the team without a jacket, getting overtaken by precipitation.  I’ll get lunch here and take with me on Road.  No lunching out with team, tempting as it is at times.

I look left, out window, at some of my running route.  I actually did it, and hit the 7 mile reach-goal.  I’m still somewhat surprised, to be honest.  Have to maintain that same intention, we all do.  If we want what we say we do, there needs to be verifiable effort, proven effort.  Only we provide excuses, and only we allow procrastination.

Jack asking me, a lot lately, when I will have my own office.  Think that’s more a fiery aim than the travel.  Thought…. Note every thought, I said to self getting out of car and walking into building from that awkward side-back door that sets you in a mini-hall before spitting you into the grand floor.  This office and its architecture, a medicine for distraction, tangents.  Sonic embodies freedom, as well as a centralized appreciation for and promotion of personal pursuit.  Not sure if my 20 minutes are up, yet.  Don’t care.  I’m ready to start this day and get on the Road, and invite new projects.  Take on as much as you’re able.  And, you’re more than able.  You are the projects.. they affirm and confirm identity.  YOUR, identity.