It has always been my favorite time of day.

The early morning before anyone wakes.

It’s not just the quiet, but the solitude.

It’s wonderfully comforting and kind.

I feel whole and able to breathe.

No distractions.

There’s no sound like nothingness.

I am at my best alone.

The early morning breaks when the birds sing.

A reminder… we are never truly alone.

The golden light seeps through the window shade.

And the day begins to unfold.

I love how it all works.

Day into night.

Night into day.

Sleep into wake.

Alive into life.

Have a lovely day,

Carmen