A respectable call count, now writing break.  Sonic’s office coffee from break room machine.  Call at 11, then that call at 12 I’m not much looking forward to.  That’s the wrong attitude, I know.  Just relaying my current inner-zaps.

Tycho track, Dye, calming me.  The calls this morning not bothering me at all.  Nothing from the prospect and that big quote I sent over yesterday.  Slow Friday, which is fine by me.  Part of the Happiness Definition – pace.  Like I told the AAE yesterday on our call, “Your pace is your peace.” Write that years ago but hadn’t said it in a while. Coffee getting cold, may need one more cup. 

Haven’t answered a text from earlier this morning.  Not sure I’m ready to.  Again, MY pace.

Just learned it’s my former SE’s birthday.  How did I forget? No wonder he’s taking the day off.  Noticed he wasn’t on Teams, and wondered if everything was okay.  Now I know… he’s enjoying his day, doing great.

My mood is light today.  No tension or torment.  Martial arts-like deflection.  The negative communication and energy only soothes and composes me.  Mind no longer frowzy.  Inward jots the opposite of loquacious.