In my own thoughts, and as I accumulate life, rise in year-count. My composition changes. My character and interpretive abilities. How I communicate and CONNECT to humans and instances… something as simple as having lunch with Taryn or a glass of Trecini SB with Mom and Dad, looking at a prospective house with realtor Denise. EVERYTHING.
The About EVERYTHING principle, especially tethered to wine and everything she embodies. What she says to me the next morning, now listening to Mr. Coltrane and his random and unpredictable notes.
Chris messaging me about some Foley Sonoma wines he has, bought recently like the Malbec he says for $25. Wondering if that was at Bottle Barn. Probably was, FJ isn’t cheap, definitely not that cheap. Glad I still get the employee discount. “Way to leave the company on good terms, Mikey…”, Joe said yesterday putting my order into the POS and one of the young people bagging it.
Should leave soon. Set up and wait for group of 4. Will taste through wines with the group, make the experience more emphatic and present that way. Wonder if the flight’s changed. Is there a Pinot on it now? Guess I’ll find out.
Planning music for day, in the Room.