Exploring my thoughts, canvassing them.  Just as I do in the field “knocking” doors.  Not stopping. 

I won’t allow this Mike Madigan character know that or even toy with the idea…

When back in my actual story, I’ll hold tight to it.  Tighter than tight.  Stay in a mode of re-write.  Then re-write again.  Minding my mind’s activity.  Each part of it.  Happy and otherwise, optimist and opposite.

The Personal Legend of Alchemist, reading and re-reading.  Where you find your most true and highest of SELF.  Keeping needs simple, knowing exactly what this writer needs.

Thought I was going to need a nap but the espresso is very much working.  Picking up Henry @ 12:45.  Working till then, and trying to get as much done as possible till his appointment later and getting the kids.

Looking at old pictures.  The vineyard, more than a theme.  An obsession.

Not stopping till I’m back.  Taking my camera and one or two journals with me.  No negative voice or polluting personality is going to stop me.

Starting in the vineyard, and taking off from there.  The vineyard is the runway, or “launchpad” as some say.  Everything about it.