The vineyard.
Calling me.
Tonight.
Telling me to tell myself something.
Meta in all turns and sips.
Back in a wined way.
With this.
Day. Over. And me….
Thoughts.
Make sure your thoughts speak to you and more is realized in the dreamlike nature of things.
Bagel and Coffee
Break after meeting.
Telling self I won’t go out to lunch. I won’t. But Oliver’s, one of those burritos, sounds too joyous. Just too good. Hoping this bagel helps with that tempt. One other person in breakroom with me. Quiet. Smooth day thus far. Will have time to grade when I get to campus, unlike yesterday. Another bite, another… Last night’s lecture with the ‘100’ class, replayed. I need to tour with my ideas, the writing, the workshops and seminars, sharing what I’ve learned from the habit and practice, maintenance of Craft. Another bite, first sip…
07:14
Kids dressed and breakfast’d, relax and calm. Another rhythmic morning. Badge in car so not to have even option or possibility to forget. Waiting for mother-in-law, ‘ML’, to show. Get moving, I tell myself. But in a lovely pause, holding pattern for now, for now’s talk. Learning from them, their faces, how they eat what I put out for them. Bagel. Just… watching. Fascinated. Them. Them…. my babies.
07:11
Kids ready, completely.
Easy morning, so far.
Long day, class after work.
Ready for each scene and thought block.
#professormikey, thinking…..
