Morning

I need to get up and be outside this early more often. It’s beautiful. Invigorating. Fresh. Like the world and my heart are one. Lush and loyal.
Solidifying that I belong here. That it makes the sense. That I am exposed both to the stillness of the wet dewy bushes and the flourish of activity from birds, squirrels and the six meet up of cats down the dirt alleyway. I like it here. At 7:02 on a Saturday morning in August.

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