Scribbled notes in various places, both electronic, stashed notebooks in multiple locations as I go through my day, including one kept on the front seat of Ellie in my favorite color, purple. I’ve not written as much I would have liked this semester but I did not completely close off my creative side to get through, either.

I’ve morphed bits of creativity into my schedule and eventually maybe I’ll complete a smaller idea of two.

Sometimes, a quick video so I don’t lose progress and still increase my comfort ability in front of the camera. One podcast script episode is almost complete and I think I will start the next process, setting a schedule that works with mine. Then, we shall see. Do I begin sharing or do I want to write a few, record a few, then begin sharing. It seems as though advice is to have a few recorded ahead of your sharing schedule.

The fall theatre season has begun with the drama club at the community college next door to the campus I attend now and I’m following through on some collaborations with former students and the Professor there, perhaps completing a script for the Winter show. We’re writing our own bits this year and I have two ideas. It’s not meant to be added pressure but fun so we shall see!

The first Algebra class and first Final is complete and to my surprise, I received an A- and, still, I don’t feel confident I know what I’m doing and it seems like I understood Statistics better. I had thought I was “done” with math but it isn’t done with me and I guess I’m not as bad at math as I had previously thought. I’m on a small, small break until the next accelerated course begins and don’t get me started on how and why THAT happened.😳 I swore I’d never take one again after that crazy semester that nearly ended me into zombie hood.

So, I guess it was kind of a positive thing there was a delay in my acceptance due to identity proof required? Because….I was limited in courses due to availability and schedule. Which meant, that I had to take less credits this semester?

Once again, EVERYTHING, even if I can’t see it at the time through the clouds of disappointment of unexpected obstacles, IS ALWAYS WORKING TOWARD MY GREATER GOOD.

I lost you at 67 and this month that passed, you would have been 76, but you always find a way to “show up” just when I need to “hear” from you, usually in the form of a random sea turtle sighting. It has happened so often, that I started keeping a record and it’s just simply uncanny! Miss you, always. You’d lose your mind if you were on this Earth today seeing what this regime is doing to the Constitution, and I’m sure we’d be out there protesting together. “See” you on No Kings on October 18th! The largest protest in US history! You wouldn’t miss it if you were here!