Movement quick today.  One meeting then another, then another, sharing ideas and acquiring new one.  Snacking more than having an actual lunch.  Committed to recording all scenes and objects, people and stories in this new Story.

Last meeting, coworker telling me about his past.  Born in Canada, moved to Montana—

Pulled aside, greeting from an old colleague from the Enterprise Sales days.  My gratitude only complies, and with a heightened and higher rile.

Loving what you do for work, wow imagine that.  Thinking about it in this marketplace quiet.  This break room, more of a market, or makeshift deli, with the tables and those booths on the other side of the room in which I often write.   “It’s amazing to be back home,” I keep saying.

No other way to word what I feel… and getting further into my feelings and my attitude and new mood about this current scene.  Its own form of spiritual currency.

“Madigan!” Someone just said.  I again get up and say hi, give them a hug.  I’m not sure this is ever going to end, this reaction from me.