Vacaville.

10:19.

Sparkling water after latte.  Consolidation, trying to be more like her.  The singularity and simplicity and growing from that.  Cleaning laptop, writing in one place, then maybe one other.

Simplify.  The new year, deciding to start it now.  EVERYTHING I want.  This year, all that I want or even dream will be acquired.

Work laptop open, touching it a little.  This week needs to be big but I’m drawing yet another beaming methodology that just occurred to me, while starting the latte sips at Peet’s with the Nurse.

Walk up the hill before coffee.  Quiet, cold, fog, new trail.  Happiness taken apart then put back together as a project, string of books, idea.

In simplicity.  Nurse vacuuming downstairs, hear her singing from time to time.  Dominant in my definition of happiness – HER.  Grateful, her and I telling each other stories from the past at the small circular table.

Realization after realization, wondering why I didn’t understand certain indications and the implications of actions earlier.  Much, much earlier.

Moving small money lots from one parcel to another, tied up, closed off.  Everything in the way of ideas in a basket.  One, for growth and collection.

Journal prompt asking me what I’d tell my grandchildren.  Jesus, do I have to think about that now?  My mood, light, a bit comedic, but moreover grateful.  Writing out each step in this new year….  From getting out of one post to building for and from another.

Work, probably my most visited and touched topic.  Especially at my age and being not entirely content with the reality.  Soon to change.  Have to.

For the kids.

For ME.