Need a new story… something that frees me from this quota chase, where I can focus solely on creative.

First cup this morning at leads meeting while this man, Tony, presented on his business and story.  How he’d always wanted to be his own boss.  My nerves went crazy, frenzied and frantic. 

Want that.  WILL have that.

42, nearing 43, and saying that.  ENOUGH.

Sipping coffee slow, messaged another AE.  Trying to find the humor in this year’s Quota chase but it’s near impossible.  And with the prospect of getting this condo…..  Have to work more, go where the money is.

Not liking the TLB idea much anymore….  Thank of something else.  Another name, like…. Writing that idea down.  Then that one… then another.

Didn’t post much yesterday— oh wait, that picture, then a poem.  Not bad, I guess.  Sure readers are exhausted by the stretched prose offerings.

Distracted.  Not letting self go past certain word count.  Just as I would advise would-be clients.

May need a power nap, woke at 5-something and barely went back to sleep or those short dreams.

Caddis Cabernet last night… wine, making it more a business.

No Netflix tonight.  GOT IT?