Took all clutter and STUFF from car.  Mostly kids books and running clothes.  But less of everything is starting to be an emphasis at my age.  Less… not so much shit just laying around.  More than minimalism, but a simplification of sight, of movement.

9:10 and thinking of what else I can disconnect from.  What else I can throw away.  Be more a moving creature and less a re-arranging or filing one.

Drinking a latte, just back from a Starbucks drivethrough run with the kids.  Already feel electricity, the veritable voltage from the first two cups I had, so I don’t know why I ordered this.  Probably for the cinnamon.  I love cinnamon.  Have I told you that?  Do you need such knowledge?  Is that even knowledge?