She said, “you’re not paying attention, honey!”
He didn’t respond.
“Hun, can you hear me?!?” she exclaimed.
He didn’t mumble a response. He straight up ignored. He was not tired. He was not distracted. He was energized. He was FOCUSED! And he was prioritizing. He was re-prioritizing. He was analyzing. He was reflecting, planning, and doing.
What he wasn’t doing was explaining his moves. He no longer extended the courtesy of sharing his thoughts. He was no longer afraid. Therefore their were no more “concerns” to mull over.
He was taking back his life. He was unapologetic. He was assertive and no longer cared about the negativity, nay-saying, or the bull! He recognized that there’d be fallout from his new approach. He was unmoved. It was a consequence that he was willing to take. There were no more “risks” because everything now was safe.
He’s grown. Few people understand his new walk. He’s tightened his circle. It’s so small now that it merely a dot. And he’s good!
Her voice faded to the background as his own conscience echoed in the foreground. He was consumed in his thoughts. His actions were a slalom on a high-speed race course. Analogies and alliteration drove his pen. His sketches resembled Dream clouds and flow charts.
His life was his own. His business was not his life. Instead, his life became his business. And for the first time in 43 years, he felt alive.
(To be continued)