Too much on mind, even before I left he bed with little Henry.  The house, budget, the new business ideas… quota, the AE story, going to Lancaster today with Chris… lunch after or before.  Just all these thoughts and scheduling items graphed in head.  Anxiety in an electrical storm fashion.  Talked to self, just forget it…. Don’t pay it anymore attention or mind, focus or priority.

Now in Nook…. Tonight will be the night I do it, up late writing and working, going through old images, wine or other.  Playing in ideas, when it’s quiet.  Totally quiet.  Definitive sound void.  No humans, adult, kid, or littler.  NOTHING.