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Dear Diary

It’s Saturday. I skipped the gym just now. I’m already up and can jump in clothes and rush to make boot camp just as they are starting, but, I don’t want to. I adore lazy Saturday and Sunday mornings. Coffee in hand, laptop open, a gorgeous view of reddish orange sunrise peering at me through the window. What more could I ask for? What more do I need? I spend my working days surrounded by people who love and apricate me, my evenings are relaxed and peaceful, and I get to spend a lazy Saturday morning watching the sun rise. My life is a gift.


I will be hosting my writing group today, Let’s Write, Ten Thousand Hours! My group is all about getting the work done. So, we sit together in a room at the library, I play music scores quietly in the background, and then we just work. We all work individually, together. We will be doing 2 hours today, but I think since my group is growing and I have several new members that are coming I will cut us off after about an hour and 15 minutes and leave the remainder of our time for sharing. We will see later during the session. I always ask my group what they like best and how I can best serve them. So, they will decide how long we will work. I’m hoping for an hour and a half. Sometimes they make me go for the entire two hours and I love them for it. I need the push sometimes.


My favorite group to host and the first group I ever hosted is my philosophy talk group. I really miss that group. Hosting it is fun and enlightening. My life is just not set up in a way for it to be convenient to host it. Hosting philosophy takes a lot of my focused energy and my time as I prepare ahead. I just don't have the proper time to dedicate to those endeavors right now. This is the season of serving myself selfishly. Of chasing my goals relentlessly. Of becoming the me I was born to be. The me, I wrote in stone my entire life. The very best version of me. So, since it doesn't directly align with my current short-term goals, I just don't have time for it... Sadly, because I miss it. Once I’m a writer full time, I’ll pursue it again. I’ll be the greatest philosophy host ever. Yes, ever.

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