My favorite morning
My favorite kind of morning is one just like I’m having, right now.
The temperature has dropped to a chilly 47°F. The sun is lazily rising, brightening the sky first in gradients of grey and black, and then ultimately reds and yellows and blues. The air feels crisp and alive, like it’s trying to remind you to be content with and appreciative of your own skin.
I have my cup of coffee, and I have my window. A gentle turn of my head, just to my left, gives me a view of the valley below our hilltop home. Miles of trees and houses, signs of commerce and activity in the distance. And the sky—ripples and fragments of clouds stretch like muscle fiber toward the horizon, like the sky is waking up and getting warmed up for the day.
I have music, a wordless lofi beat that encourages me to focus on the screen in front of me. I have my keyboard—a lifelong companion that partners with me to tell the world what’s in my head and soul. I have this office space, perched like a nest at the top of our home, decorated with inspirations and memories to help ease me into the creative world I occupy throughout the day.
Another sip of coffee, another glance out of my window, another moment of reflection.
And then there is you. Without you, reading this, what’s the point, really? I can write for myself just fine, and even enjoy it. But how much better is it, to have you here?
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