Struggling this morning.  But I can feel my mood and attitude trying to fight against itself.

Meeting done, now to something else.  Nervous, and the nerves tremor more.

Finding another photo, deciding what to do with it.

Going to the coffee truck.  On borrowed time.  I’ll explain later.  Writing from these pictures, anything I can find.  About EVERYTHING, this blog, the center of centers.

A latte, banana bread earlier the Nurse made yesterday among other things like the soup for dinner and probably something else I’m forgetting.

Not sure how I deserve her.  Anyway, going for a coffee walk.  Taking phone, looking for images, stories, anything for capture.

Back from walk, 2nd coffee.  Office, and alone.  Focus.  Time to shape something the way needed.

More passion, what makes me smile and has this writer excited.  I know what it is, so go for it.

Tasting wine with the Nurse this past weekend, talking about the future and going to Paris next year, getting away from certain stresses and toils.

And away fro my own self-denigration, but that starts today.  Now, after the walk and with this second coffee.