Not my favorite but I needed something.  Checking in with Nurse at 11:30 to see where she is in day.  She may not be able to take a lunch she tells me, only able to nosh something at desk, or in her ‘bay’ as she calls it, her area..

Be more generous in my writings, after reading the day’s prompt in BED journal.  In all manners and congealed or sovereign efforts.  More selfless as well I’d venture to say.  Focus less on me, and more on readers and their lives, what I learn.  Share more.  Make louder efforts to help, to make people happy.  Where I am right now… just over the overpass from the Nurse, standing by to see if I can help her in her workday.

Wishing anyone following or friends with me on Facebook a Happy St. Patrick’s Day and Sunday Funday, pic of me smiling.  Trying to put as much positivity and love and anything that would make one smile into the world…

Enough of this negative shit, from me or anyone else.  NO.FUCKING.MORE.

Well over a thousand words for the day.  Want to finish the BED page for day.  This little latte, making me smile, knowing the Nurse is close, and I am here in this Peet’s store because I know HER.

And, I’m not at that fucking disgusting shit-wheel MSP.  I am FREE.  More of the #professormikey utterances.  No fear, ever.  Like Tupac said in one of his latter interviews, I have no fear… I only have ambition and I will do anything to protect and feed my family.”

That is me know.  While still being selfless and doing what I can for any reader.

10:54….  I am making use of this day.  But more than that, I am collaborating with it.  She is kind to me, generous.