Morning Mindset: restless recognition - I slept poorly. It was another one of those nights, where my mind kept racing over, multitude of ideas and inspiration, deep thoughts and reminiscences. Instinct. Impulse. Introspection. I continue to circle and size up the task of authoring something of significance and substance. It's coming to a combined vision where I weave the experiences of the last few years, a lifetime getting there, a narrative giving equal weight to every voice, encapsulating the complexities surrounding intention and interpretation while colliding with the pitfalls of expectations set against the absolute of impermanence. I'm thinking about is writing my experiences with Linda and Jennifer and the kids in a way that can convey both of the lingering heartache, lasting lessons, and shift in away from what should be into acceptance of what is. But with shorter sentences and smaller words. And maybe a cartoon or two. And color. Lots of color.
Goals: learn some zen processes. Maybe catch up on that lost sleep.
Anticipation: Sunshine.
Wants: To go home. I love it here. I just love it there more.
