12-31-23

Peet’s Coffee.  Fairfield, CA.

Bringing the Nurse a coffee at work.  After that back to Vacaville, writing at the Peet’s up there, then run.  Then errands, then bringing lunch back down for her.  In a mode of kindness and giving, selflessness.  Doing something for someone that actually appreciates it.

No rain, just fog and 54 degrees.  Still waking.  Had to get some more sleep after the Nurse left early, getting called in just after our alarms rallied.  Usually, we’d have time, get coffee in Vacaville then be on our ways.  This morning, she had to be there within 30 minutes.  First time that’s happened to us.

Two gents at this long table with me, talking about Monterey and vacation, traveling, one of them (younger man) says “All you need to do is get in the car and go…”

So true.  What the Nurse and I are going to pretty much do this year.  Walking to the register in a couple for her cold brew-based order.

Last day oft he day, what do I want…. A run.  Writing, at least 1001 words.  Setting self up for 1-1-24.  What I want, nothing.  Just to write, and that be all I do.  If not in the first half, then the second.  It’s time to just take the stage I dream about.  What we should all tell ourself today.

Younger man says something about a Terri out there, in Oklahoma.  The the older man should visit her, in Oklahoma City.  She has a townhouse, he says.