Self Mood Sense Love Please and place Composition Acknowledgement Understanding Observations, Portraits | Continue reading
Reconnecting with old family friends who my sister and I have always referred to as Uncle, Aunt. 20-plus years since any communication, and the story restarts. Or just continues. Like I told Unc… | Continue reading
Meeting done, groceries away, now the countdown to see my little birthday baby girl. Found a picot from ten years ago, me and Jack. Absolutely blows my mind, how fast this is all passing me.&… | Continue reading
My daughter’s 7th birthday. SEVEN. Can’t believe it, seriously having trouble wrapping my head around it. I will eventually, maybe, I think. See her later, and am barely cap… | Continue reading
Before dinner meeting Len, owner of Wine Gallery a few doors down from the restaurant. We talked about imports and Sonoma Valley, and other AVA’s in Sonoma, then Napa… he asking me about Orin Swif… | Continue reading
WRITING PROMPT FOR DAY: Write a room. Any room. One real or not. Give it voice and animation but make sure the reader has space to interpret as they want. Speak in atmosphere… 12-13-22 | Continue reading
Onto the next possibility, the next project, the next revenue generator…. This weekend, a bit one weekend for me in terms of research and buying, writing and conversations. The v3 blog,… | Continue reading
The Acknowledgement Column…. Still thinking about it, stemming from the AE perspective of embracing and being About EVERYTHING. This house, gratitude, fearlessness going into the new ye… | Continue reading
But I am. Sinus and low energy level. We went to bed pretty early last night after dinner. I remember the first time I woke I looked at my phone and it said 12-something. I though… | Continue reading
10:29 In office, just me and one of the CRE guys. Not feeling too great but fine enough to work. Finally get to see Ms. Kerri this evening. Don’t want to think about how long it’s… | Continue reading
gifting new opportunity and Roads this morning…. | Continue reading
For sure. Not worrying. What’s done is done, said is said, and passed is passed. Be here, present… With the kids. Don’t think about work, some people, whether I enjoy their company o… | Continue reading
4:51 Henry wanting to sit next to me on the couch, pulling me away from the nook table my my hand. The sweetest kid, I swear. He has my heart in the same way Emma does. No, I don’t favo… | Continue reading
Rain days like this, perfect when with the kids. They love it, they smile, so I smile and fall more in love with single dad-ing. 4:25 back from drive, relaxing with kids. Jack and I war… | Continue reading
We sometimes focus on the worry or perceived concern rather than the avalanche of happiness all around us. Perplexing. Maddening. Reading Uncle Stevie’s writings, the reflection on life, deat… | Continue reading
Thinking about last night being in San Carlos, my old neighborhood with new people in the story. This new sales story. A lot to think about…. Work and travel, the kids, where we’ll one day trave… | Continue reading
What exactly not sure but time isn’t waiting. Looking out at the Bay from the Oakland Embarcadero, pressing self to move, move quicker. Something waiting for me. Could be the tasting room, could… | Continue reading
Calm beginning to day’s notes. My Room, sense, peace. On drive down, seeing the Road, from here to the tasting room. Metaphoric or not. Doesn’t matter. Settling into office, thinking… lunch later i… | Continue reading
The rightness of decision Spread around nebulae So nondescript, it’s a licked blip Numbers in memory, call call What street name, parking, pay Save the receipt but if you lose it Another choi… | Continue reading
Two and a half hour commute home, Oliver’s dinner, laundry, wine, bed. Energy for nothing. Want to write about my lunch run, the first south route and outing I’ve done in…. No idea.&nbs… | Continue reading
Redesign character, stop old language. Take my time. That alone will Help save mind Want peace No more ordinance Not guilty, but surely not innocent Letting self be sad, For a couple more. | Continue reading
Before I go…. Seeing the day make way to its shape. Assured, by no one other than self. One year, a plan, promise. In my vineyard. This room, my office, don’t want to leave. I have to. Think … | Continue reading
6:15 Coffee made here this morning. That Starbucks wait, every morning, incensing me. Sip 1, perfect temp. Planning day from drive to sleep. Immediately home after day in the city… | Continue reading
Great day at Orin Swift. Wrote a little in phone, will xfer later. Now in office. Quiet, no music. Sent something to lawyer, and need thoughts before work week. Stressing no more. Why.&nb… | Continue reading
Half run school Demented, knowing the right Ear style side Invented, glowing in blithe Talk, accuse, repeat Convenient formula for audience Sonoma to DC, any office that Will subscribe … | Continue reading
Power nap for lunch and a quick peanut butter sandwich, chips. No money spent so far today. Good. Save, gave self allowance for tomorrow though I don’t think I’ll touch any of it … | Continue reading
Busy morning with kids, running a little late. Not too much, but enough for some stress, angst in getting logged into work. I’m going ALL in with this new sales story. More than knowing what… | Continue reading
49 outside, too cold to run. Rest an excuse and one I’m embracing. Starting running week, five days straight, Saturday after kids leave. Also need haircut, again. If I can afford it. Kidding. … | Continue reading
Should get on the phone today, make a few calls. Why not. Latte almost done, lips like desert cracks, thirsty ground. Call with Kerri, she calling me… telling me she’s not doing the radio show any… | Continue reading
Don’t see contacts and just “contacts”. Yes, log all information and contact methods, but get to know the character, their story. Anymore, refusing to say ‘sales’. It’s not, at le… | Continue reading
….. 9:23, nearly forgot I had to pick up my car from the collision replace place in Santa Rosa. Did that, got latte, and in chair. This office is a goddamn mess and it’s stressing me.&n… | Continue reading
Where I am, what I’m doing, who I am. The NOW. | Continue reading
Different beach, cars light Neighborhoods listening, gust Gate golden, half moon | Continue reading
Tired when up this morning but site walk enlivened me, and anticipation of it. Home now, working here tomorrow. 8:40 present time. Not much writing today, but…. Here I am. Missing the kids… | Continue reading
Sip of water, and not looking at the clock. Getting sick of it. Literally making me sick. Each minute gone is another step to an old age. Pessimism, that’s what time does to… | Continue reading
No slander against the office and those in it. They’re my prime learning beacons. Just need to get out, be seen, start face-to-face conversations. Still coughing, congested, tired. Already … | Continue reading
Working from home, feeling sick. Hate this time of year, and at my age now this is what I associate with it. Infuriating. I don’t think ‘Holidays’, I think ‘there’s something goin… | Continue reading
Writing in journal all day. Tired from night with my littlest Beat, Henry. Trouble sleeping at beginning, but later tranquil, consistent. Keep asking self what I did wrong. Prospecting … | Continue reading
Bathtime for kids, successful as always. Henry objecting at first but then getting in with his sister and loving his Daddy Spa hour. Fast broken just ahead of 15.5 hours with some granola, the pea… | Continue reading
Work… what I want to do for the rest of my life. What I want to be known for, remembered for. Writing, wine, health, being a dad… business. Creative. A lot of things I guess… | Continue reading
Relaxing Sunday. 4 shots made here in house. Think I’ve finally quit or significantly cut back on Noto and Starbucks. Watch though tomorrow morning me head to Brooks Road first thing. Henry with… | Continue reading
Just back from Cravin’s, their favorite and only preferred candy store. Me reheating one of Ms. Nichole’s chocolate chip cookies for Henry but total fathering fail, him getting chocolate all over h… | Continue reading