Friday, February 6, 2015

My Kind of Morning

It was 19 degrees outside this morning when I went out to walk with a friend. We had a nice chat; we always do. And now I'm home in my toasty kitchen, enjoying the sounds of everyone sleeping—the silence and the snores. My coffee is warm and creamy. The day ahead will be long, possibly stressful. But this moment of solitude is perfect.