Day Thirty Three.
I've spent a day very in the moment, very content, not wanting for anything.
Didn't stress about getting shit done, didn't even feel like I needed to do anything. It was really nice.
I think that's classified as a pretty fucking good day in my books.
Had a few beers in the eve, even had a few puff's of a joint which I haven't done for about twenty years. Still didn't like it, but hey, pretty funny thing to do anyway.
What I did good
What I did bad
Tasks for tomorrow, to be better than I was today:
Much of the sae as today - just with a little more productivity thrown into the mix.