Some of us, well, not that. Sip coffee again. From the cup I got from the MSP, my whole fucking 5 months there. “Let the adventure begin”, it reads. Today, starting a new one. I say that a lot, but that’s the thesis to me, wouldn’t you say? That every day promises Newness, and some new Road, some new communication and lesson from which to grow and amplify, and renew.
08:15… Monday morning huddle at 09:00…. Can hardly wait. And yes, loads of sarcasm there. I feel fearless this morning, in a way I never have. Yes I may have said that before, but after seeing a blogger buddy of mine’s post on perception, I just feel the utter absence of stress and angsty, worry or any concern with time.
The coffee has never been more kind, delicious and enveloping. Taking a breath, meditating at the table. Time to SELF before the meeting which is more obligation that in any way useful. Breathe again…. Today, one shifting in being and language.
The poetry of the Room is clearer. Didn’t sleep enough so no way this’ll be my last cup. Huh, talking to myself like Sedaris writes. Well, a little. Can’t hear any commotion upstairs then hear Jack’s voice, saying something to his sister but I can’t discern what. Over 30 minutes to myself and I’m taking fucking ALL of it.
Distracted by a sweet note from the Nurse, and recentering. Writing books in the loft, what I’ve been repeating to myself over the past three weeks and in a way more serious than prior stares at the ceiling.
I JUST DECIDED TO STOP…. The first book. This one. What did I decide to stop doing? Where do I start? With one energy, one tone, one attitude and perceptive pattern.
08:30…. Taking another breath, time for me. Notes from years ago, somehow coming to memory. When I was in the tasting room at Kunde, then at the first telecom, then MSP, and then a note I voice texted myself last week on the way to Rohnert Park from Vacaville. About writing, and a return to past projects. Ignoring certain people and their polluting communication.
08:43…. Kids awake and I need to go set up for meeting. No anxiety about me. Won’t let it form and take any kind of hold on this writer. 08:46
Not afraid, not worrying, not letting my character curve to negative nerves.