Mornings seem to be the only time that have what I am searching for the rest of the day: quiet, coffee, and slow pace where each moment is not woven with a need to get somewhere, do something, take care of someone, or get anxious about all the ways I am not doing those things. The earlier the morning, the better, and today has been earlier than most. I wanted to see a sunrise but I think the sun is going to hide out today…it never came and now the quiet moments are fading.
Enjoy your day! (As I spend the rest of mine looking to have morning again! :))