Just replicate it, that’s all.

Thought of a new vertical.  Thinking of anything I can.  I am positioning myself differently and demanding more of myself.  More passion and connection, more vigor.

10:20, still sipping latte.  Listening to these stats, I’m redrawing.

Sales is funny.  Like a down and up, down and up, back and forth…. Writing my way to some of these numbers.

Notes at this point – 

*Travel light, use phone as office

*Move quick, and lose quick if needed

*CONVERSATIONS

Seeing the trajectory, the Road.  Consolidating.  Why do I let myself complicate shit?  Just laugh it off.  Relationship with the Company, with sales as an idea and Story.

Manage Mood – No negotiable.  HAPPY, only.

I didn’t see myself going into sales.  Anyone knowing me knows this.  I wanted to be an English  Professor, writer.  That was the plan, that simple.

No bullshit – this new Story is the ONLY.  I might touch on some other ideas and topics, issues or whatever, but this has to be the ONLY book I’m writing.

Struggling a bit at the moment, I won’t be evasive.  My only sales have been with existing customers, no new business.  And it’s getting to me, affecting and often poisoning my mood, daily.

That stops today.

Sent email to salon owner down the block.  Then, the gym owner with two sites.  Left her a voicemail a couple days ago, nothing yet heard.

Feeling playful with my work, with this company.  What do I want, what will I do… where will the wave take this writer?

This work, this tech, the telecom voice and punctuation.  That’s where I am.  This is what I’m doing.  There will be no failure.  I won’t allow it.

I don’t know what it is.