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.