9-17-24

Drove Nurse to work, at desk in VV.  New Beat in sales story, and another project taking shape.

Started a new journal, for something very specific.  Not sure how long the project or idea will last, but it’s start.  Returning to an aim earlier in life.

Wanting passion…. Some interest that is near obsessive.  And all centered around people.  Happiness and community.  Sometimes I feel lost, like I’ve lost my way with work… like, I’m 45, what the fuck do I do?  Why did I leave this and that.  Well, it didn’t pay and stability was an issue.  Now I’m finding that this arena has is similar consistencies.

So…. Write my way through and out of it.  Staying composed, with character Composition.  Do NOT leave the chair….  Think I found something, or not.

No self-doubt, only FIRE and confidence on a bizarre level.  I have to thank the Nurse, and my kids even though they didn’t directly say anything to me, their faces are what materializes in my mind.

08:56.  Latte finished long ago, thinking of some coffee from downstairs.  Looking at accounts, seeing if there is something I maybe didn’t see before.

PEOPLE— My focus and thesis, where I’m exploring from.  Just that word.  The idea, tangibility, characters as I’d say in class.