Not hungry, no urge to run. So, give myself grace. Focus on this office, condo, Windsor. The kids last night and all of us walking to KC’s for dinner, then the kids making the Nurse and I take them to the candy store. Stocked up, treats. $70 later. On fucking candy. No joke.
Opportunity to do something amazing, here. Finally. Remembering basic attributes of practice. From tasting room, classroom.
Stop thinking, I tell myself. Write from conversations, people… everywhere. Sonoma County, or wherever.