12:24, leaving for Field in a couple minutes.  Thinking I’ll take a shot of espresso before I go. Why not.  I need to be obsessed with what I want. What I want to do.  Like, do nothing else but that.  NOTHING.

Rethinking this whole Professor Mikey story, and what to do with it.  I’m going back to the classroom.  Don’t try to stop me, I say to myself.  And yes, to myself.  That nay-saying and fucking self-doubting side of myself.

I was told not to leave the wine industry, it lets me teach… I ignored the person saying it.  Glad I did, a learning take if you will.  But the last time I’ll do that.

So… re-writing.  Here.  No text at the center, just my ideas at the moment.  Me as a student, responding to what’s around me. Where I am and what I’m doing.