4:40 am

The unexplained heaviness has eased its burdens. Movement but not chaotic. Something is nearing, not sure what. The slow ticking of the nearby clock makes music with the soft buzz of the refrigerator. Each sip brings more focus and warmth. Today. Mindful. Prayerful. Intentioned. Tomorrow won’t be like today, even in the same spaces. HigherContinue reading “4:40 am”