Doing things with a varied symphony today.  My inner or maybe even principle being, kind reader, is present and multiplying in beautiful ways.  Nurse at coffee just a moment ago, at Noto, said there is a feeling to this week.

Indeed, I thought.  There is.  I am going to force a materialization today.  08:24…. Opening brainstorming, much like the opening meeting they would hold every day at the MSP, 09:00.  Will do so in journal till 09:20, then continue in BED journal till about 10:30.  Organize thoughts and tasks for day and beyond.

4-shot latte, thinking of the Nurse’s words about her career, where she’s seeing herself in the future.  On autopilot, but not.  My girl knows her field dauntingly well, and possibilities that would intrigue her would be captured.  No deliberation or excess or even mini-thought.  She would just decides it is hers, and so it would be.  Today, I her mimic.

Feeling strong and again like yesterday unscathed.  The opposition of anything only abets and assists this wild writer.  But I become more contained and focused from the Nurse’s words.  Not tamed, but disciplined and habitual, more so, like her.