05:38

5 Feb

Woke and thought, “If I let myself go back to sleep, it’s lost.” Know acutely what I meant by that, and not. Monday… a day which means everything and absolutely nothing. How do I want to start the week? Not just going back to sleep, that I know. Hear a dog barking outside and wonder what he’s barking at. The day itself, one thought I have. Another, anyone listening. Starting the week, I start writing. Everything I want from it. Do the same… write your demands of today, and the week. Bark and howl at everything around you. Let the world know you’re here, entirely present, ready to take what you want and need. Put it all to page. Be fearless, honest, realistic. There is your map, or one of them.

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