For me, the shine part is in the second cup of coffee. During that first cup I still am getting my bearings. What day is it – what do I have to do today – What can I write about that would be Blog worthy?
It is during that second cup when I notice all of life taking place outside of my window. Not just the squirrels chasing each other or the crows yelling about lack of roadkill in the neighborhood. It’s everything together, the breeze moving the branches, the puffy-white clouds jockeying for position, and the dog walkers, still in their morning fog, following the same path they do day after day.
By this time my thoughts are
clear enough to know that this piece isn’t blog worthy. So I'll end it here.
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