Today

woke up early

work went fast

sinking feeling slightly in early coverage

home for shower

downstairs to big hug from sarah and celebration on victory

spring in richmond, democratic convention

october 20th sticker

trip to vegas
high school field
knock on doors

two days later at an airport wishing i was celebrating with all my friends, but felt an inkling of that burning purpose again after listening to the radio on the way

an experience without picture
a constructed memory in ten years
lax

no more worrying, more leaping, more laughing, more fun

today is a good day

Texas Our Texas

Never been so proud....

Making a Map

Today when I pulled up to work my scooter miles were 420. I remember April 20th, it was a wonderful day. Samara and I bought fruit and flowers. Quintina and I taped essence. It felt like the first day of spring. People were flowers and I had a walk though the poppies.

Every number has an experience, therefore every quantitative has a qualitative. To me the secret, which really isn’t one, is active memory. Use the two qs to create a symbiotic relationship to not only construct your reality, but to remember it.

Soon, I hope to start making sense

I am sitting in a coffee shop, inside, because there are no seats out there.

My insecurities have taken over. To a point where I have stopped sharing which is unacceptable. I have the largest opportunity of my life sitting in front of me and my patience is ruining it. Slow down, share things, don’t be afraid of rejection.

Collaborative, resource, aggregate.

How can I have fun. What do I enjoy? Learning. Being outside.

What is the idea? Why is it a good one?
What is the plan?
How is it presented?
What does it look like?

Could it be a mock up?
Could it be a video?


How do you feel about advertising?


Did I mention I might have an obsessive personality?