09:41

Arrived back here at the loft about, what, 20 minutes ago maybe?

Already checking things off.  Drive over, thoughts everywhere, from the new sales story, to the tech involved, to “Am I having more coffee when I get there?”

About to go make myself a cup, I need one.  And I think after that I’ll be good.

Two more things pop up…. Finding time, that is the trick to all this, what will provide Composition, if possible.  Wherever possible.

Okay…. Coffee.  Walk up to loft and get that ball rollin.  Then walk to post office mail what I need.  Another errand to run, and I think that might be it.  Huh… thought there was more.

Appointment made for mid-June, CHECK.  Trying to keep this, EVERYTHING… LIFE, as simple as I can.  Thought sometimes, but I’m learning some new maneuvers and little ways to trick myself.  Last night, not writing offsite but staying at the Villa, an example.

Today’s journal prompt was for me to draw myself.  I don’t fucking draw, so I sketched self with sentences, jumping from 3rd person to 1st, and back.  Actually, ended the entry with first. 

But, two sides, sights.