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Me, at the drawing board and staying there.  Rain a little outside but Jack’s game not cancelled.  No matter, I need all of the day in its most candid Composition.  Mental Health, making it the only set of ingratiates or contestants in my world.

I owe mySELF the best Mike Madigan draft, manuscript.  Submitting ideas to myself and either rejecting or accepting but today is one of accepting.  What is Mental Health, is it a “best version” of SELF?  I don’t know.  But, presence, that’s what it is.

Not just showing up like I hear so many people herald, but being richly present.  Thinking a lot about my students today, and everything we talked about.  Especially when they would doubt themselves, or say firmly they couldn’t write, couldn’t finish the essay, or short response assignment.  Feeling like I’m there with them.  That I AM them.

Today, I am happy.  Was a bit stressed in the earlier AM hours, and at the park with the whole baseball pictures running of the bulls, but now I am eased and Composed, focusing on gratitude, and how to CASH IN on projects and ideas.

It’s time.