Me writing from memory, text myself and narrating to self.  If that makes sense.  Frustrated, with my lack of time usage and capitalization.  Should have been up earlier this morning, should have taken twenty-ish minutes last night and written in EVERY DAY journal.  But no… distracted.

Baseball yesterday morning watching my daughter warm up, something I voice texted self as a note to self for later so I wouldn’t forget.  And I didn’t, was honestly the first thought this morning.  Emma so excited to play and see her teammates.

Too loud this morning, needing quiet but this is the time I have so I use it and write from it.  Single dad story, life, navigating as best you can… the sales story also considered and wrapping itself around my thoughts and concentration.

Will need more coffee.  Didn’t start with espresso oddly this morning—  Jack all of a sudden wants breakfast.  In no way complaining, but I am acknowledging once more that slim nature to time.  If you blink, you sink.

The baseball field being replayed again.  The colors and lines on field, weather yesterday, the snack shack.  The crowds and all the people …