08:50 sipping espresso, Drink Coffee Write Books/Blogs Be Happy.  The business plan from the mask mom bought during covid.  Sticking to that today.  Jack waking and immediately on his computer to learn more about his game and make progress, get to a certain level.  I can only admire his system and dedication, outlining of day in that regard.

Coffee brewing now, pressing the button a little over 2 minutes ago and still with the espresso.  Henry still asleep, single dad notes.  More notes, like the therapist yesterday.. telling me not to forget about ME.  My aims and wants, what I want for Mike Madigan.

I’m ablaze right now in the nook, just espresso, this laptop, phone, messaging the Nurse telling her I love her and good morning, and how I miss her and I do like I haven’t another human ever.

Three goals for day – Writing and wine Content, Photog, start new blog on WP but do NOT buy domain (yet).

Simple enough.  Fasting till after 13:00.  Laundry to put away.  Nurse leaving more clothes here and I smile finding them last night and this morning, put pile of both of ours on bed….  HOME.  Feels more like a home with her and the kids here.

A script.  Fiction.  Or short story.  Something a story… I don’t know.  Centered around wine and winemaking, starting with small batches or lots, then moving forward.  Some new story, for me, or a character, or both.

Writing freely at the table, looking up and seeing the flowers I bought Mom and the Nurse, still here.  And they’re still alive surprisingly.  What was that, two weeks ago?  Think so.  Teaching my mind and thinking process to move in new truths.

What do I want… where I am going… how do I get there and away from certain present attributes?

Onto the coffee in the Paris cup the Nurse and I bought somewhere.  Think in that Healdsburg shop.  Henry walks downstairs, intent on watching Paw Patrol, nothing else.  His focus too speaks to me.  I want more obsession, to be consumed by something, utterly taken over.