Not today, not ever again.  Enjoying this quiet, coffee, the fact that it’s before 08:00 and I am on the page.

Forget about the quota, I tell myself.  Forget about this “job”.  Only see the people and their businesses.

More words from the Nurse having me tangled but somehow linear and honed on singular thought.  What would it take to make this life something enjoyable.

As I wrote recently….. maybe that should be the prompt and the focus, write as a spy kind of idea, but it’s taxing.

I have to do it, I know.  Making it a project with specific points to hit – Kill quota, save, leave and start my own shop.  What does the shop look like?  Consulting maybe, telecom and tech, sales and marketing, still brainstorming.