Forget fear.  Don’t let it pronounce your character.  Write past it.  Write further into it, not away from it.  Know your narrative and how you do that is to keep the movement alive, and tireless, consistent and honest.

After 4pm.  And I feel no fear of anything.  Only a tranquility in each beat, each drum hit and note, each drip of reverbing ambiance.  About to leave coLAB…. When home, empty backpack.  Be lighter… only thing allowed in it, should I choose to carry it out with me tomorrow is the laptop.

Canvassing tomorrow in San Rafael, I’m thinking.  In and out of Fiber territory.  Not enough fiber out there… or maybe there is.  Maybe I should not so much forget my vertical, but don’t be so confined to it.