Like I said, the time would by me fly in ways that I just can’t address understand. The only option or solution if it’s a solution is to keep writing. Learning from where I am, here in this company breakroom which is truly colorful and encouraging, just what I see having at my eventual office. I’m 40 though, now, so bring it closer. Be methodical…. Wrote a bit of a narrative plan yesterday while in the crepe place on Solano. Just keep writing, keep learning. And READ MORE. Started Alchemist but got distracted, shocker. Have a copy of Road in car. Should I read that again, but differently? React to everything? Be more a participatory reader as I say to students?
Party, or gathering, or something tonight to “celebrate” me being 40. Not sure how I feel about it. Alice planned it, and I appreciate, but celebrating me getting old…. Why. There’ll be wine there but I won’t let self have too much. Will set alarm again for early, 3am tomorrow, as I had it set this morning but just turned it off. Fuck, I said to myself when I woke this morning. Why’d I do that? I remember getting up and turning off the alarm, and then thinking I could stay up, run, write, do something. But I didn’t, goddamnit. I surrendered to the pull back to pillow and sheets.
Learning from this place, work, the office, this tech terrain, how to write better and more effectively… how to set precise or more precise aims, and how to realize them. Just looked at clock and should get to desk. Have some things that need be done immediately… Will do. Today’s a lesson, a lecture, all of it. Write it all down, post finding. You are not you, not Mike Madigan, but a student, and you speak to other students, share notes and realizations. Back in class.