Daily notes new….

Clients and tickets.  One ticket for self, daily.  At the least.

Today…. Write my “brand”.  Whatever that means.

Writing, creative content and interpretation of everyday occurrences.  Thinking of Mark’s words, again.  His attitude and perspective, gentle intake of the world around him, any circumstances.  Which reminds me, he emailed me a question…. Brb.

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10:16, rain not yet arrived.  Looking through the pictures last night dowloaded from camera, shared with Nurse.  One of them, useful.. the others, just me playing.  Well, except for maybe the one of the cordon.

I have to document more.  Everything.. from this desk and the tech on its surface, to how I look right now… taking Selfie, which is a project I’ve been thinking about starting, tracking how I age.  And not from a depressive post, but to rather celebrate that I’m alive and that I AM fucking aging.

Full of energy today.  Heaping, actually.  Morning with kids, near perfect.  Henry waking easily, letting me dress him and talk to him.  He asking me if the Nurse is coming over I tell him yes then demanding to go downstairs and have breakfast.  Jack and Emma proclaiming that only school breakfast is acceptable today.

“No problem, whatever you wish my friends.” I said to them, giving each a hug, Jack and Emm that is.  Henry then demanded a hug, and I delivered.