Flight Plan….

For the morning, conversation. So…. There’s something. Start calling at 9, but it’s only 8:09 now. Telecom or industry other, doesn’t matter. I’m committed to conversation, and the idea that landed in my head toward EOD yesterday. Now I can’t find the note. And the talking around me is distracting and severing. Paid, and need to put something toward this idea. Friday, holiday party tonight. I swear it seems like a couple months ago the last holiday party. Time, moving much faster than I can measure or within decide.

Essays… a total done, 4. Posted the essay on essay writing last night, finally. Not sure how many students read it. I’m guessing a handful, the same students that come to class every night and do all the homework. What a concept.

Building…. Building….. build from the idea. What idea, which one. Well, all of them. Writer in the tech office, visitor to the office at 10, after my blitz of calls. Then what. A run, if it’s not too much a deluge outside.

Lots around me transpiring, discussions and matters, things and angles, situations, trying to ignore while trying to listen. I always lecture on not thinking when writing and in creative principality, so why the fuck am I thinking? Where is that note that I jotted yesterday, on the startup idea? Doesn’t matter. Just found it somewhere else, in the article I posted yesterday. Sales, Productivity, Self, Personal Development, Startup…. That was the note. For a writing direction yes but more so for some AE perspective, something new to introduce to what I do.