The sunlight beckoned me to rise.Its rays finding their way to the edges of the bedroom curtain.I had a choice:Do I ignore the desire to rise and greet the day?Do I put on my eye mask and blackout its glorious shining light?The days grow longer and slig…
The sunlight beckoned me to rise. Its rays finding their way to the edges of the bedroom curtain.
I had a choice: Do I ignore the desire to rise and greet the day? Do I put on my eye mask and blackout its glorious shining light?
The days grow longer and slightly warmer. These early hours can be squandered or conquered. It could be my own secret, quiet time before everyone else is up.
The stomach grumbles ready for breakfast. The pull is too strong to ignore. I sit up and stretch like I haven't in a year.
I feel good, like my old (younger?) self. That's it. It's decided. I am the master of this sunny day.
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