6-19-24

Unexpected day off, but much warranted with Juneteenth acknowledgment and appreciation, I fly into my writing and work.  Giving Self till 09:30 to work on blog, write.  Testing self to see what I can get done today.

Everything speaking to me while sipping this cup I made downstairs almost immediately after getting home from taking Nurse to work.

Staying in my AE Beat…..  the prospecting and prospecting my own mind for new ideas.  What else can I do for the Story, I think to myself…

Writing everything.  Notes or complete sentences.  Sometimes a blend, sometimes one or the other.  “It’ll all work out,” the Nurse said yesterday.  She then added, “…it somehow always does.” I’ve heard her say this before but the context is what gave the words a distinctive flash and flutter.

And now the next day I find myself unable to stop moving.  Incapable of halting production….  The Nurse and I last night recording a podcast that we’ve been talking about for maybe a week.  About relationships, happiness, dating, and other scapes.

I migrate this all back to sales and selling, and having it be anything BUT sales.  Ick…