Coworker speaking of being jet-lagged, from MI.  The other, from FL, a former police officer… stories over stories.  Different lives and inputs, stories about their hometowns.

Breaks ending for others.  I should get back to the desk but for what.  There is no rush.  The desk isn’t going anywhere.  Pictures of my daughter distracting me, from 4 or 5 years ago, a different time and life for sure.

This chair is comfortable, making me stay a couple extra minutes.  Why not, it says to me.  Finish this paragraph, just don’t let it go on forever.  No need or time for those anymore.  There is nothing that is allowed to take me off my Road.  To discourage or douse me any one or any amount of ways.  I’ve decided my destiny and legend.  The gold is already here.  I am the shepherd, my own sheep.  That’s all, that’s it, that’s enough.  I don’t need anything, just what the story already has on page for me.

Understanding this more, the MSP world and activity.  All stems from the tickets, they are GOD.