4-15-24
Errand before leaving town. 08:04, already a sweet note from the Nurse. Henry still asleep, big kids up. Finishing last bit of laundry. Pinot from last night when home and working still singing to me, in a number of ways. Not sure what it’s saying though, the precise intention or command.
Hear a weed blower or whacker outside, not too close and not far. Landscaping, cleaning, arranging, much like prose. Essays or entries compiled into a collection. Fearless, that fearless feeling connects with me. This new life, new opportunities and openings for whatever I want.
Centered, Composed, and again… FEARLESS.
Another writer and diarist on LinkedIN commented on something I posted yesterday. Look to see who she is, and how interesting, her thoughts. Emphasis on journaling, and life post-divorce… self-discovery, learning more about who you are through your own pages.
THROUGH MADNESS, LOOKING AT YOU NOT AS YOU BUT A READER.
Startup mentality this morning, the kids and the laundry, drive to VV, the espresso, every bloody ingredient.
A new beginning today, as with all days but louder, more music to it, to ME. Removing self from the excess of others’ words, presence.
Renewed Stoic strut.