Oh man I don’t have words that really express how much I love my mornings, I feel they are special, new, clean, fresh…they are mine. I get an hour to myself to enjoy my Coffee and really just dust off my soul, the early mornings and bright sunshine of beautiful days, replenish who I am on the inside.
I LOVE MY MORNINGS.
I do not love (and that means I’m a total pouter) when my mornings come so quickly after getting home late because of making pit stops on the way home (with brand new blisters on my feet cause my brand new shoes decided to bite me)cause – regardless of when I go to bed, my dogs still think we are getting up at the same time.
But that is neither here, nor there….That my friends is a first world problem.
So I guess i’ll have MORE coffee still give my thanks for my life and press on.
I’d like to offer a challenge: Drink a glass of water and just say “thank you”