Morning Wherever You Are

I leave for a 5:30 AM walk. I’m in another city nothing like my own, yet so much feels familiar at this hour. The certain slant of light, the movement and sounds of birds, the slinking cats, the darting squirrels, and the trucks growling to life all remind me of some interconnected, shared experience of morning.

We all sleep. We all awaken.

We enter this new morning once again.

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