Day of repair.
I let go.
I’m letting go of limited thinking that is holding me back. I embraced everything and everyone. Practiced patience.
When I woke up this morning, I had no idea where I was going to work from today or if I was even going to work. The thought of being alone wasn’t exactly what I wanted to do with myself today. Went to exercise my mind, spirit and body at the gym. That always brings clarity.
All I know is I can’t stop, won’t stop. I don’t know how. Food and drinks always bring me joy. My dream home exists and I’m coming for it.
I am using this day to catch up on my backlog of managerial tasks. HELP!! I am wearing so many hats right now I don’t take them off anymore, I just stack them so I don’t have to remind anyone of what it is I actually do. Needing a change of scenery, I decided to work out of Cafe + Velo. It’s definitely a place I can focus on my tasks while longing to do something more exciting…it’s still pretty early.
Desperately craving human interaction at the moment. Today’s focus is happiness. Enjoyment of the space I am occupying and the activities I am doing. I’ve never held a job I actually wanted until now. I wake up bright and early for my 8am meetings because I have passion and a purpose, both were seriously lacking in my previous employment endeavors. I’m moving with an end game and I couldn’t be happier. The days are faster and longer at the same time. Why did it take me so long to pursue being my own boss? Fear. I read somewhere that on the other side of fear is everything I ever wanted…imagine that.
Dinner. Papi’s Cuban. The mojitos alone make it worth it.
The day went so fast. I was calm and I listened. I gained another customer today for PLUS. I realized how simplifing makes a lot of difference.
Positivity is winning. I’ve been practicing my PLUS speech. It needs some work. I have a long way to go but it’s coming together. If anyone wants to hear it let me know.
Everyday is more of the same which is the point. How else am I going to perfect? They say practice makes everything perfect and I want to see how far it takes me.
When reading a blog, rarely do I care what makes you an expert. I do not research your validity, your background, college, current profession or name. It’s the topic Mr. Anderson…it’s what I Googled. It’s what returned. Where are these people searching for answers on your background on the internet?
It smells. It’s the taste. Your facts sound good, prestigious…I didn’t get past the third word in your bio. Keep it short, keep it factual, shrugs. Make it sound like music to my ears.
8:15 pm 5/10/2017
I’m preheating the oven for some pasta I said I wasn’t going to eat. 8:17, I cut the oven off and laid on the floor and couldn’t stop thinking about tomorrow. Reflecting back on the last 364 days and what has happened:
- Moved out of the roommates mystery mansion.
- Moved in with a guy who told everyone I was his girlfriend and I played the role. Every minute was a low point. Moved out.
- Moved in with the sister. Money this. Rice on the floor that. Slept in the living room because the spare bedroom got turned into the garage because the garage was filled with non-rent paying junk. Moved out.
- Moved into my own place.
Now what. Everyday my head has so many thoughts and at this moment I’m looking for an answer to “is this ok?”
Trust the process. Tomorrow, somewhere around 10am, will be the anniversary of my retirement. To celebrate the momentous occasion I’m going to Topgolf. I hope it rains.
This show is when a lucid dream and what I can only imagine as acid meets. It is all over the place. This show is run by lunatic geniuses. Today is this dudes birthday, he got shot in the eyes, his classic car was scratched by his partner. A mess. What is this dudes problem? Soon they are gonna start cooking blue meth.
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