5-17-25

More coffee.  Why not.

11:41, Vacaville.

Driving to Ferry building in Vallejo in a bit.

Tired, not much to write other than the drive over and how beautiful it was, how cute the kids were yesterday and this morning.

Not I wrote to myself yesterday, posted to Instagram, about loving your Road, all the imperfect turns.

Not sure why it’s hitting me more today than yesterday when I wrote it.  The mistakes and imperfections, apparent flaws or what we think are flaws are anything but.  They’re the facets that make us fascinating, that teach us about ourselves.

More self-surveying this morning that I am usually….  Drawing SELF and redrawing.  Always at the board, typing here and going over occurrences in my head, replaying them.  From years ago then up until yesterday…

Giving self grace, as people say, yes, but too being harshly honest where needed.

Distracted by this Disney cup of the Nurse’s.  Smile, of course it makes me think of her but then I summon where I’m from.  My past, over ten years of… never mind.

MOOD +++ Grateful.  Even more than yesterday, or since last Tuesday when…..

I can only smile, because this joy cannot be tarnished or torn or touched.

I’ve reached a place I thought I never would.  But I’m here.  I’m fucking HERE.  

And never moving.

On a side and very random note, I love showing my disregard for punctuation and symbols, making it my own.  Going to more of that enact.