Past 1000 words. Of course some I could post and the rest not so much. My frustrations with work and quota, sales, my age, then other remarks loving about the kids of course I could put on BDX. More and more though, I’m thinking about ME… what I let myself think. The writing and what comes through. Last night and how I did it, kept self here int he office till late, later than late. Emotions, controlling them. How much can I control being the type of person I am. Writer. Taking a second, maybe two. Assess, calm, compose. CHANGE.