Bed early. Run early, hopefully. Kids out, and me close. Meeting early, which I’m not much looking forward to, but I evade and consideration. Meditation now… zen. Collection. Quiet. A shift, with now, this Now… in this room. New characters, love. More in morning I’m hoping. Just now jots, while laying down. Head to pillow, see light in hallway going up with the stairs… day done. This is early for me, and need be a bed pattern lantern.
Thinking about this word in new view.
Pause before poetry, prose.
Driving back from Sacramento area. Ready to connect with projects and have the most prolific and powerful week, EVER.
of time’s tenacity.
I need its speed exceed.
We all do.
Laptop dies, after 500+ words.
I keep going.
About to leave Jimtown, walk a vineyard, shoot a video, capture cluster in their color shift.