Still waking, in a dreamlike state. Forcing myself to write something, anything, just to translate intention into words to start the day. Each moment presents both present opportunities and the vapors of past dreams. Beautiful weather, beautiful allergens attacking me, but they will be overcome. Will this be the day that proactive assertion forces change? It’s more of a process, with concrete goal-setting and benchmarking. What is the expected return on intention? Set a goal. Reach it. Kiss the bricks.