4-5-24

10:37 kids at school, about to run errands with Nurse.  Sent more documents today.  Never stops, though the search nears its grave.

12:57 back from errands and quick brunch, shopping for tonight’s dinner with Mom and Dad.  Next week I believe will be the death of the search, finally.

Writing notes for next meeting.  Character charting, how I think of it.  Like a survival skill but more, what people refer to as “sales”.  And the associated perception, and as a single dad.  Honest and truth with Self…. The story, I’m embedded in its totality.

Tomorrow opening day for the kids and their baseball league.  We’ll get there before 08:00 obviously.

Meeting at 14:00 today, totally forgot about.  Not sure I’ll be able to make it, oh well.  Shit.  Need to get up earlier, make a story about it, a book or blog and note all effects and inferences from doing it.

One page in BED journal done, two more till caught-up.  Meeting in 28 minutes, espresso shot filled and I’m not slowing.  Thought about taking a nap, but no.  I’m taking on more, if I can.

More than self-motivated or actuated.  My universal language is now radically annunciated.