…Have meeting with Sales Engineer in not too long. What am I doing tomorrow, no idea. Think maybe… my usual lunch in HBG? A run first, has to happen. Speed work. Then an outing, somewhere. Quiet is what I’m after. Like I often say, collection. I use that word since during the week pieces of ourselves get misplaced or separated from the essential shape.
Promised self earlier to write more freely. How do I do that. I’m always thinking or meditating over direction… take a couple minutes, I tell myself. Hot in this room, or at the very least warm.
This desk is a mess. Or, dining room table. Obviously the shift will delay my office occupation – or will it. Just thought of something. Won’t say what, but maybe there will be an acceleration rather than a delay. On everything, honestly, following a recent set of new pages and character narrative. Can specify on blog… shit.
Check time, good for a bit. Figure I should leave in, maybe, 10 or 15. Looking at houses, office spaces, vacation places…. The book is open. A new one I haven’t written. I only see it now at 42, in this shift.