Starting day. No Noto. Everything here.
Hear from an old prospect only to be told I’m too expensive. Great…. Sip espresso and forget about her.
Mind in every corner and structure… not sure where to start. Nothing nay-saying or bitter, just wandering. Could use more sleep, honestly. Early power nap, penned.
This new freedom, reminded of its richness yesterday, walking back to the pot loft from the Green. No specific detail, but I felt free, I knew I was and am… I’m alive. Like, actually alive. LIVING, not just existing. How did I do it for so long.
Sending out a proposal in a sec, for that small deal. Not excited about it, in fact bitter. Talking to my AE buddy yesterday, about this game, this story of the AE. Can’t bring myself to go over it all, exhausting and frankly disinterested.
Need a self-care day, like the Monday after my birthday, Memorial Day. Perhaps this coming Monday. Why not. I’ll message management about it shortly.
And why wait till Monday, and why take a day off? Why not have today be one of SELF-care? Or, EVERYDAY. Good point, I say to myself. Decided.