Today is a great day!
I am renewed.

I went on a journey
with my Pops,
to get my ADHD meds.

We had lunch at McDonald’s @ Pioneer Plaza.

We went to The Pig.
I picked up my scripts.

We had many varied discussions about:

Regan, Political things, Black Lives Matter, The Band, Baez, Folk, Blues, Ken Burns, Longmire, Work, Hunting, Existential things, Danville Train, and Riverwest affairs.

When I got up, I had
~3hrs sleep.

Bailey pooped in the bathroom.
I walked her.

Dad lent me $20.
I got cigs. It was nice.

I am now on my way to work.
The bus has no clock.
My phone died last week.
I may be late but I only have 1.5/4 attendance points;
So I can afford it.
I am excited to work.
I tooted 20mg.
I ate 20 more.

Tim and I discussed our current interests in literature:

Brothers Karamazov, Ulysses, Portriat of the Artist, Illiad, William Morris, Swift, Beowulf, etc.

Tim is a good brother.

I have begun to reassess my ambitions in art making. My previous drives will not carry me much further.

I am going to be a great painter.
I just need to focus and have self-discipline.

Meeting informally with professors over beer is where I learn best

I now know why I have stalled.

I am not deserved to continue unless…

I come to terms w/ S.W. and apologize.

He said,

“Just be your normal excited self and keep a good attitude.”

I forgot that…

I think I will seek him out tomorrow and apologize.

I must study tonight.

I think I have two exams tomorrow.

I will review my slides/notes and take new ones.

Draw and memorize.

~ Almost missed my bus stop ~

Got to work on time
Clocked in –
Began taking calls
@ like 17:02

Tomorrow I took off of work.
Z█, E██ and I are going
to County to visit

Matt.

I am excited to see him,
even if he is in jail.

I hope he will be
the regular Matt I
know and love.

Not the strung out boy
I’ve seen for a few
times in the past
years –

The clock moves in
hypertime-

@7:30 the clock really slowed down.
It was relaxing.

Well I made it out of work.
I crafted a list of my sins.
I intend to confess

@ The bus Stop @ about 10:20
a homeless man asked for
cash. I said I couldn’t
give him any.

He said he wasn’t meaning trouble.

He asked for 3 cigs.
I said that was steep.
I gave him 5.

He sauntered away.

A regular.
He was foaming at the mouth,
probably on drugs,
his neurons weren’t firing right,
he was limping.
Poor soul –

Self-actualization was a concept
I learned and sought to abide
by long ago-
I forgot about it.

Blinded by my own arrogance.

To be the best version of
oneself, fulfilling potential

I have a long way to go
to redeem myself. I will have
to be careful in my actions.
I may have to sully myself again
a bit, to get back on track.

I should make course and follow through.