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.