Saturday, May 08, 2021

A morning of sorts


 It's 4:49 a.m. It's really true...the last thought you go to sleep with is the first thought you wake up with. So if you have slept with any measure of resentment and anxiety, as I have, one wakes up and  pretty much sees the day ahead of a sort of mental palate cleansing.

Anyway, there's a sweet moon and a soft city and a warm cup of milk and turmeric. 

Overall, one is grateful.

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