Struggling a bit this morning, with mood and morale, but I fight though it.  I won’t let it be any

other way.  Putting myself in the mind and shoes and Composition of a new rep.  The nerves and uncertainty, and my method is treat this like Art.

A book.

A writing prompt, or assignment.

On the drive over after getting coffee with the fiancee, I realized it.  That this damage and attack, my recovery, is an opportunity.

What the fuck am I supposed to do, not live my life?  Now I truly feel a fearlessness that I have NEVER experienced.  Going for a walk around the office, smile, force myself out of this office space of mine, which I love but I need to move.  Stay not just active and engaged but alive and exploratory.

Test yourself, Mike…. Someone’s office in the other building, ’60’, lists affirmations, all positive and to SELF but for anyone reading.

Mine today –  I AM STRONG AND PRESENT AND SMILING.  I AM NOT STOPPING.  I AM LIVING MADLY AND WILL NOT BE STOPPED.  BY ANYONE OR ANY THING.

Stronger, my feeling.  And the fearless coat, only more punctuated the more I type.  This sales trainer opp is something I honestly thought would never happen.  And here the fuck I am.

In a fighter’s frame and fold.  What do I have to lose?  Today, Mr. Shakur’s birthday, and I study… everything he wrote.  His interviews, his demeanor.  Nothing impossible, you can sense from his speech.

That’s me, now and going forward.  09:44

Everything met, in terms of items on my to-do for the new Story here.  So I collect, speak only in poem, verse.

Make devils sorry they ever chose me as a target.  And they will feel that, soon.

Keeping the pen moving, no exhaustive paragraphs or prose rains.  Seeing the bigger game, what this penner has to gain.

Freewriting more before I really buckle into the CST Story.  Here.  Everything is an opportunity, to learn and be empowered, to explore and trying something never before attempted.

I feel the great consolidation approaching…. Writing from the new architecture of mental health and mindfulness, happiness and gratitude and THAT is what will manifest and bring to life any fucking thing I want.  

I can’t get too comfortable with this new power though, I know that.  Be humble, be quiet – Talk less, write more…