Day 611: Sharp and Clear

Memories of Andrew Gentilli planting a seed in my mind that is growing again now... that the words to be sung to the main theme music of Jurassic Park (a brilliant orchestral piece) are 'It's a dinosaur, it's a dinosaur!' over and over again. It's just played. Now it's in my head for the rest of the week. Thanks, Gent-bag. It's been too long. 

The joy of Emily visiting me in my flat was really quite something. Talking, laughing, eating, walking, drinking (decaf) coffee, admiring bread, enjoying clothes and stories.

The delight of watching sharp, clear sunlight picking out the Pentlands from my bedroom window this morning. The solid mass of the mattress beneath me. The space between me and the edges of my room (sounds like a small thing, is a huge thing). The calm quiet of it all. 

The satisfaction of sending off a proposal, all finished and with rounded corners, and the relief of its release... it's out there now. What's next?

The richness of a call with a coaching client, tickling my palette like an aperitif, making me hungry for more. It's such pleasing work, such a gift in every direction and I love it. Nobody else needs to. I love it and I want to do more. Coaching clients everywhere, come and find me - I'm ready for you.

The giddy headiness of a tiny dealine, the 3% remaining battery life in this mac. Haaaaa... bye!