Fairfield Peet’s.  12:59…. Sparkling water and two hardboiled eggs.

Again don’t feel comfortable here.  Just came here to kill time till Nurse is off for lunch.

7.31 miles I think is what I logged this morning.  Starting to feel the miles and uphill, heat, all of it.  Happy and no apology or explanation.  It’s that simple and forward.  Rest of day entailing drawing of NEW STORY, more movement and building.  Thinking of it as a structure, Architecture.

People around me talking, about their day, other people….  Me focusing on a story idea, runner and running.  Photography.  Hard to concentrate and I think it’s from the tired and hunger now felt.

Delay in something, trying to not let it curve my attitude one way or another.  And I won’t…. Pic from a few years ago.  Makes me feel old.  Where is this going, this sitting, this rushed paragraph and sips from the Saratoga water bottle.

Photography, doing more with it now, like I wrote the other day.  On the run this morning thought about it, traveling and taking pictures wherever.  Producing enough work to buy out the condo, get a house… our dream house somewhere either in Sonoma County or out here.

Everything I envision I will force into fruition.  Into a material and real state.

List composed in journal – House, vacation…. Content Studio….

They hate my ambition.  And I LOVE that.  Please keep frowning, growling.  I’m not evening taxied out yet.