Not sure how much I’ve written this morning, and I’m not tracking quantity.  I’m writing.  I’m sitting, seated, and writing.  Teaching in everything I write, or trying.  Today, just know I reiterate the reality of staying in the chair.  Keep writing, don’t worry about sense or the final product.  Focus on the process, the Road of it.  The travel from idea to idea.

More than self-discovery, it’s self sight, seeing yourself and not yourself but entirely yourself.  Learning as an observer and participant.  The conflict is the composition.  That is the assembly.  That is the music.