Shaking it off, not listening to my own voice or thoughts, body, none of it.  Just moment.  The only thing I’ll accept.

Looking for opportunities.  That’s the word of the morning, day, week, weekend…. ALWAYS.

Idea, then another one,  All around content and storytelling.  These kids, teaching me that I don’t need anything.  Literally nothing.  I have more than everything I need.

Capture the entirety of the room… this loft.  This kitchen, where I’m sitting.  All of it.

The Story, the STORY.  That’s what I am.  This, the kids, this condo, Windsor…. Actually, going to walk around the Green and record, with the camera.  Need to charge it.

And, well, find it.  Think it’s upstairs in the Archive, the new office.  

Making the first floor/old office more of a focus room.  One laptop, one project, a room of intensity and oneness.

DOCUMENTARY… everything.  The boring, the bland, the flashy and exciting and entertaining… absolutely every-fucking-thing.

That would be good for me, walking around the Green, maybe getting a coffee at Noto, or sparkling water.  Should cut back on the caffeine.  Always say I’m going to but, well, no.