5/31

So far a run near the jungle for me.  Only 2.76 miles I think.  Humidity but mostly heat stopping me, and so early in the morning.  Kept walking around the resort, went to beach where fiancée and her daughter’s friend worked away at a Pilates class.

She getting out of shower after some coffee together, me having a caramel latte and loving even more where I am.  Vision of investing more in membership here, to a status where I am a resident and with an alway-home and place to write.

Deciding to stop with any form of worry or self-doubt.  I just decided to stop yes but always force myself to fucking know I deserve better.  I deserve ALL this, regardless of what some hand-out snorters conceive.

10:00 —:: How gorgeous is this place.  Me now with no objective other than living as fully and freely and wildly as I can.  While here, and when I get back to the office.  Which still is singing to me…. Writing words the whole week about presence and realizing that I’m back where I belong and I’ll never leave.

This little office I have set up, or writing corner, at the edge of the bed.  My side… listening to Stick Figure and as they say “…let it burn…”, exactly my thought.

Into the day, to the pool at a neighboring resort we have access to from our stay here and other arrangements made day before yesterday.  More than grateful, more than free, more than just saying I’m fearless… I embody what my pen and types echo.