Been a while since writing here in the shop.  Wine and wanting to pour it again consumes me like it hasn’t before. 

All I’m thinking about, how jealous I am of people in the tasting room getting to talk with people from everywhere.

Months ago going to Ridge and tasting.  Day was gloomy but I couldn’t take my eyes off the sky, the table and pours in front of me.  How much I wanted my own Room, still do.  One day.

Has to be soon.  Sitting here at work and thinking of walking a block of SB, or older Zin clones.  Writing about it, capturing it on my phone or camera.  Or just remembering what I saw and writing about it later… wine with everything.  Music, journal pages.  While in territory yesterday walking into a gift/stationary/everything shop in downtown Larkspur, the passion in capturing your life and accentuating life….

That’s what wine and the vineyards do to me.  Why the fuck did I ever leave?

Well, I’m not leaving again.  The aim of all these contracts I get and all the work I do in tech and telecom is for my own shop.  Here, VINOVINEVIN.

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