Dinner done, looking at pics popping up in my Facebook memories, from the President’s Club trip to Maui. I remember setting that aim in front of this new Mike Madigan, and he captured it. On the plane to when this picture was taken, this one I found that I tonight keep looking at – LOVE.
In everything I do, especially with this new Stoic attitude. Not reacting. Not letting any voice find division anywhere in my character. There is none, anymore.
Know where I’m going, I know where I am. Travels ahead… Yellowstone first. Couple thousand put to side. Not sure what that’ll pay for. Depends on how long I want to stay…. What do you say, maybe, four days? Not counting arrival and departing.
Yeah. Okay. So then I have a ways to do.
Found hotel, I think. When there what I do, the plan or itinerary, that’s where I’m weak. No idea. I’ll just ask whomever.
Tired, looking forward to bed. Think I still feel yesterday, walking all day and being in that heat. Not looking forward to the goddamn drive to SF… why am I thinking about that now. Thievery and Emancipator making me forget…