Clocked in, writing and working. Feel workout from earlier. Did some writing between reps, haven’t yet posted. Sipping sparkling water now, will grab coffee for Road. Planning on eating lunch at a Starbucks off that first Brentwood exit.
Shorter writing bursts, today.
Not much to do before heading out—OH WAIT, yes there is. Need to get tablet. Run across floor then back to desk. But in a minute. Settle in. Sip water. Happy with self for not going back into sleep. Doing ab and upper-body workout. Tomorrow need to be up at the God hour. 4am. 4am IS God. I need be up then, or a bit before.
Little hungry. Over 2 hours left in fast. Which I think was for 12 hours, if I remember right.
Took an allergy pill last night. Hope it begins its service throughout the day so I’m shielded and not overtaken by symptoms like yesterday. Disrupting everything from sight to walk, to communication, to everything else.
More removed consideration of what I’m doing. 3rd person but for more of coure than just writing in 3rd pers’. The idea coming from notes written by me on the performance of others, and then the Leads noting certain habits and instructional moments in their day, with their Reps….
Mike notices his desk becoming a mess, again. He needs to remove the stack of papers from the JPR project weeks. Take to shredding tub, or bin, at the floor’s other side. Do that right away, he says to himself.
Mike also commits himself to write a piece of fiction from the tasting room. That is his project for Brentwood lunch, to be take at the Starbucks off that first Brentwood exit.
Mike disposes of the papers stack, finishes sparkling water. 14 minutes till team arrives in building.
Writes a post-it note to self– Go into the day acknowledging only elevating, enriching, and encouraging beams.
Thinks of what next to do before heading to meeting room…. Check– Can’t say.
Get coffee. COFFEE. Journal and backpack. Mike says to himself that the short story will be about a slow day in the tasting room. How you can only wipe down a counter and windows so many times. Busy work versus actual work. Maybe.