Getting up, readying for my lovely twelve or so hours of ME focus.
Farmer’s Market, maybe get something for Mom and Dad and the kids.
What am I after in Sausalito… honestly just to see the town. Only been at night for dinner a couple times and I think once when I was really young with past family friends Larry and Lisa. The experience, driving down there and SEEING. That’s the sole aim…
My life, THIS. Writing in the morning this chair and desk and window open, air. Zen… the poetry of the regular or seemingly plain.
Okay, really getting up… the day grows impatient with me. ME’s well.