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Didn’t return to the keys yesterday, oh well.  10:52 and the Nurse and I ready for the drive to VV.  She upstairs doing something, me finally getting to keys and following up on leads.  Meeting tomorrow.

Last night flew by, the Nurse and the family in the kitchen, all of us talking and lots of laughing.  And like that, gone.  Taught me again that I have not the time to meditate or even slightly deliberate.  Just create and record in the immediate moment.

Looking through notes from the prop tech company days, property in Mountain View walked on a stormy day, cameras everywhere, some replaced and others net new.  Not sure what made me think of it, but I learned more that day than I had in much of my time in the company. Just by being there, walking and taking notes and marking up a map of the property. 

Finishing latte, slow day so far and I think it’s somewhat of a holiday.  Cesar Chavez Day, nearly forgot.  Not letting certain energies get to me, at all.  None of it reaches me anymore, muddle-minded mutants just crawl and trudge in their own self-made misery.  Pity them, but also laugh as well.  And why not.

Every though recorded…. Every note noted, “NOTED”.  Laughing again because one of the mutants uses that words more than I think they realize.  Hilarity gifted in voluminous volumes.  Merci…

Narcissism, fascinating to me.  The Nurse reads me these posts and memes and I am further grabbed.  How timely…. 

HAPPINESS.  Writing it myself.  Fuck everyone else.  And I say that from a place of gratitude, and humility sitting here with the Nurse, no fangs or rattles, absolutely calm placid Poetic Zen.