Morning, at 5:30 am now is no morning at all.
Morning, and the leg is aching.
Morning, at 6:30 am the sun is just rising. It is late summer, the sky shuffles through the blues and then bursts to let the pale peach light through.
Morning, the penultimate one with Mum's company, the urge to just go and do something, be outside with the light before it fades to autumn, to winter.
Morning tasks, washing sheets, and myself, and the wooden floors. Organising some work for next week to trickle the money in. Changing my mindset from resting body and mind to resting body but activating mind. Going against the season and avoiding hibernation thoughts.
Good morning.
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