A run today, at some point.  Much later.  Tired still, coffee not much working.

Emma says something I ask her what she said.  “Nothing…”

Seeing certain aspects of life in a different way.  Wouldn’t say the cliche of clearer, but… something.

No planning day, no anxiety over what I should or shouldn’t do.  React to the Now.  Log the current scene and stage, characters…. Emma and I, orange juice and coffee.  Thought about a latte, but no.  $6.05 every time, if I get a quad-shot.  And I think $5.15 if I do a triple.  No thanks.  No more.