On my way to Eatonville to visit my mother + step-father for a day, I stopped at a feed and seed to pick up some supplies for the chickens. Upon coming home, I crossed some more off my TODO list on my wall. You make money by doing something for someone. You sell poultry feed to people who need it. For a moment, I wondered how anyone else gets poultry feed. Because, in the scope of things, it isn’t an impossible or even difficult feat. But when I think about feats, their breadth, they add up.

I recall M making a harsh comment once about how I enabled her, I made things happen.

That’s what I do. I take care of things for people.