Act out of character and not answer to compulsion. Not ignoring it, just plainly denying it any life or forward. Prospecting and looking for new partnerships as meeting comes closer.
3:50pm Was a quick meeting, and I wound up going to Bottle Barn. Getting a Whitehall Lane SB, and some red weirdo blend from I think Paso. I don’t even know what’s in it, and I love that shit. I love not knowing, I love being an explorer, a student, the furthest thing from an expert that you can write.
Class is in a little over an hour. One student wondering what he has in my class and has only emailed me twice the entire however many weeks we’ve been in session. I don’t blame him. Honestly this is no way to do an English class, or maybe it is I just know I don’t like it. I’ll work with him of course, but it’s frustrating. For both of us.
Barista hour tomorrow… secretly setting alarm for 3-something. Maybe. Or, 4. Well, wait… if I’m a barista it should be 3-something, right?
Hungry.. what should I do. Probably start writing my EOD, I guess.