finding the write spot

although my arms ache in an exercise exhausted muscle kind of way, i am still dedicated to the quest of finding the spot where I can do some of the writing.
today, a coffee shop in king street. good americano, cinnamon toast and free internet. i am not sure there is anything else I could need. the music might be a bit loud, but i think i am learning to shut out the distraction. good zen practice.
somehting about being in public that adds to the discipline of writing.

the wind announced the presence of fall today, kept me from scampering down the street, instead i struggled against the invisible barriers on the sidewalk. good thing i have discovered a routine and a steam room to help with the transition to winter, toronto is going to miss fall completely i am prediciting.

today is a day of summarizing and thinking about results. with perhaps a slight under current of grant ideas.

i love my job. begging for money. i wonder why i thoght this would be different from social work practice.

three good things about my job:
intellectual freedom
flexible schedule
opportunity for significant accomplishment

personal goal, bring enthusiam back to the topic. realize the value of results for others. think about the quick sell.

imagine talking about it at a cocktail party and keeping people engaged in the conversation.

yay.