EVERYTHING.

Today, the remainder of the week…. next year, work.  Writing.

Goddamnit, should have set alarm for earlier, shot out of bed and just started writing.  Today, in response to the lack of early rising, a writing bender.  Anything and everything that comes to mind.

Taking the cat to the vet this morning, coffee with the Nurse at a new place in VV, Journeys I think it was called.  Writing till I think there’s nothing left to express, but that’s when it’s best.

The Sedaris quote of nothing happening but having plenty to say about it.

Furiously Happy, like Lawson.  MY happiness definition growing….  Relationships.  The Nurse and I talking about next year, waking up this morning and sharing gratitude.

Oliver, the Nurse’s daughters dog here with me.  Haven’t seen him in a while.  Dogs, I like them, but not the biggest dog person, this writer.  Sometimes I wonder if there’s something wrong with me.  Who doesn’t love dogs?

I don’t NOT love dogs, I just don’t get all crazy like some people when they see them.

11:10…. Little latte left, but not anymore.  Nurse goes for an early lunch with her daughter, the young Nurse.  Listening to LoFi beats, reflective and grateful.

Didn’t tap out of sleep as early as I’d hoped, so I need to make up some writing time.

A writing “bender”, that’s what I’m doing.  About work, telecom, how next week is fucking xmas.  Who… what?  How did that happen?

Life Engineer – hmmmm……..  Teaching, can’t.  Just… it’s not viable.  Decision 1 going into ’25.  Wine business, only part-time and nothing more.  PERIOD.

Taking a couple minutes.  What do I want, what do I see for this writer?  Staying in tech, yes, but…. How.

And writing, what is its role?