If that’s what it is…

Dear Self,

I got up this morning and did all the wrong things.

Usually I get up, put the kettle on and sit down and write to you.

This morning I woke up and checked my email, looked at social media, scheduled an e-newsletter to be sent out about Campfire and emailed a friend.

Then I sat down with my cup of tea and stared at a blank screen wondering what to write to you about.

I don’t always get to write to you very first thing in the morning, but mostly I do. I really like the rhythm of this kind of self-reflection happening before any noise creeps into my day.

Truth is I just write about whatever is going on.

So if noise is what it is today, then that’s what it is.


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