journal

11:33am.

Great call with a new IT partner a bit ago.  Lifted my mood, not that it needed to be lifted.  I will admit having trouble keeping up with and adequately addressing all ideas as they come to me.  Listing them in journal.  Took small coffee break with kids as they ate the breakfast sandwiches I bought for them.  Now Jack reads to Emma, in a silly, restless, definitely symptomatic of cabin fever, or fucking quarantine fever.

Going to write quick note to one person, then another…  Drafting them here, in this new journal.  Mike Madigan is a writer, one tireless, and studying his own exhibition of discipline.  Connections, and not just for having a connections, or being “connected”, making a new connection but HUMAN connection.  Wrote that down as well…