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Page written for day.  In training, and in a venomous mood.

Changing attitude, and not caring.  More poetry, less prose.

Sipping this cold brew and becoming more bold and fearless, less concerned.

More musician-like. Seriously.  Enough of the formality and obligatory.

Plath on my arm, reminding me again.  I AM, strong.

I AM, passionate.

I.AM.PRESENT.

On a scale of one to ten, I self-send to ELEVEN.

Making something happen TO-DAY.

That’s it… rebuilding of feeling, my own guild, story, Architecture.

Talking to myself in useful circles and other shapes, and more of a talking it’s a singing, track after track, a jam session, expanded lesson.

Voices flipping over themselves, another page.