I know where I am,

and what I’m doing. It just hit me. Again.

Probably the thousandth time since I’ve been back.

Today’s Curriculum, Exploration.

Of thoughts, intentions, the seemingly plain and boring and dismissible.

When was the last time I was excited for a meeting? Certain not in the last building, Rohnert Park.

All my ideas typed, bulleted, organized. And in addition to my already blaze-laid say. This new language and Mindful practice.

09:35… Just spoke with A, an old buddy of mine here at the Company. Nice guy, younger than me. We used to work out together at 4-something in the morning, then see each other in the office and review what we did.

Me, no run again today but an intense fast. Not a single fucking carb. Checked weight this morning, down at least 5 lbs. Perfect, I say to myself smiling while standing at this desk in an area of the office that is all mine.

How did this happen? Is this happiness real? Two months ago, was only a scowl. Nothing of the confidence I now write from….

No time to focus on. Capture this energy, bottle it. Share with new and existing reps.