Get kids soon, need another Diet Coke. More energy, will need to work a bit while kids are here. Finish one project, then another. Revenue generation, my only aim. New business under one umbrella and dominant concept next to another like-business. Everything in the moment.
3:13 nearly time. Meaning in all objects. Studying Dad’s work habits and how he writes, in the custom of printing pages, his own, then writing notes in margins, sometimes attaching post-its… booking a reading for myself next week somewhere here in Sonoma County. Why has that thought ever left my head. Where… thinking Sebastopol, or HBG maybe, possibly Petaluma. Read a small piece, printed outside this 2022 journal…. Two page reaction to something the kids do, or some wine I taste, or a run. Huh… when was the last. Nevermnd… running tomorrow.
Last minutes to self before getting in car. Need a sweater, it’ll be brisk for sure at Jack’s baseball field. My overthought stalling me, the indecisive anvil on each nerve. Again.
Still a couple things on list, leave for tomorrow. Humor in all of this… just tell self that. The earthquake bringing with it paradigmatic language and qualities.