journal….

6-18-24

Forming a position of great wealth.  And not just monetarily.  I have no choice.

Everything is content, everything is the Story.  Life is here to challenge me, and I am now a new fighter.  I love it.

I am careless, and in the best way.  For my family, for the Nurse.

Working from Vacaville today, then with the day off tomorrow to help the Nurse where I can and write from Peet’s, more than likely Vacaville.  Fairfield has too many variables.

Writing my way to whichever reality I want.  Seeing Self at Stanford, teaching journaling and writing to Your Reality… the psychology associated.

Learning as I go, and sharing findings.

I again touch on wealth.  Part of it IS monetary.  I want my kids to have the most stress free life imaginable, and the Nurse and I to CONTINUE to travel whenever we wish.  Eat at whatever restaurant we choose, and continue to write our story of love, freedom and happiness.  Fucking imagine that.

09:25 and my latte is dead.  Shit.  I could turn off my camera and put in chat “brb”, get coffee downstairs. 

No.  Staying in chair.