I got a free cup of coffee at the Circle K this morning. I wrapped up a great coding session with ChatGPT, my new editor for MyStoreCart.com is a wrap, and it was coffee time.

It was also a bit chilly as I rode the trike flat out at 0730, open shirt flying in the wind. Fall's coming on down here, I can feel it.

As I was checking out, a boisterous lady was in front of me. She flashed a big smile as she was leaving the store, and I was the only one who noticed that she left the tall can of something she just bought, in a bag, on the counter.

So I grabbed it, ran out after her and gave it to her. When I walked back in the nice young lady at the register said thanks, and the coffee was on the house.

I'm settling in here, enjoying my space and my own company. I have absolutely no responsibility to anything or anyone. Every minute I live, I own.

I keep saying that I'm going to get back to my morning workouts, but I haven't yet. I'm still eating lite, walking down to the beach every chance I get, and damned if I'm not still clean and sober.

I'm beginning to feel at peace.