I know what I’m to do, and I WILL execute.  07:46.  Happy I got off the couch, decided to open the laptop.  Messaged the Nurse, feel a little better.

Not sure I’m posting any of this to BDX.  Getting in shower soon, coffee is lovely, talking to me.  Relaxing me and saying no to worry, everything will work out.  Like the Nurse said, the give and the take, the oppositional forces, something like that.

Forgot a friend last night sent me a lead.  Following up in a bit….  Think I have to stay on one Road.  Yes, the story of stories for me.

Prepping on doc, then another.  Not looking back, at all.

SENT.

No second-guessing or self-sabotage as I at times do.  Thinking of the call with my uncle the other night, touching on several points so relevant and needed.  Seeing that I allow things to happen, I don’t exercise my power enough.  So true.  SO.fucking.true.

Change implemented, just now.  In my attitude and behavior.

FUCK… 08:00.  Should get in the shower, but what if I didn’t.  What if I treated myself to another 15 minutes of writing and maybe another coffee.  What the fuck would happen?  Exactly…

Love this side of me, the one sure and strong, confident and immovable.

08:13… nerves everywhere.  Appointment in Sonoma cancels.  Shit… guy had significant damage to his house, he says.  Feel terrible, and angry at myself for complaining about the shit I do.  I’m comfortable and safe, no damage to this condo.  And I’m in a mood??

Mikey, snap the fuck out of it.  STRENGTH… have the whole day.  Decide and dominate it.

The Nurse, a source of strength and confidence, conviction and Composition that I have NEVER known.  So.fucking.GRATEFUL.