08:31

We went to bed unusually early last night, after Thai dinner.  Nurse’s birthday today.  She now driving back to VV to meet her daughters, they taking her somewhere unknown, overnight surprise.  Good for the Nurse, I remember writing somewhere yesterday.  Hardest working human I know, and possibly have ever known next to Dad.

Writing in journal after this post.  Done with 4-shot latte from Noto but may need another shot of caffeine, from somewhere.

Peace this morning, no unexpected mood or disruptive attitude climate like yesterday.  Writing this morning with refined togetherness, and confidence.

New story…  Using one of the journals in this office or the Archive.  Not buying any more.  Said that prior but found myself weak when I saw one, then another, another…

Freeing thinking of encumbrance… any obstruction or alarm.  Writing what I want into existence.  Starting with the new story…

Me, 45 in 23 days.  Newness, brilliance, gem-like, the day.  Like Sal in On The Road, just taking off.  Am I more Sal, or Dean.  Wish I could be like Dean, but then not…

Assuming all burden, using everything around me as a stone in the wall, fuel in engine.  And now…..  FLIGHT.