How are you today?
How did you feel when you rolled over onto your side this morning and opened your eyes?
What was the first thing you saw? Was the sunrise creeping in through the curtains? Or was the moon still keeping company to the stars?
What was the first thought to cross through your mind? Did it dance around in your head for a bit, occupying the spaciousness of it and playing loosely in its corners?
Did it run away from you, hiding behind the one approaching?
Or did it fade in the light of your consciousness, disappearing into the horizon of the morning?
What was the force that pulled you out from under the covers? Was it the anticipation of a steaming cup of coffee? Or of seeing the woman who kissed you last night standing at the kitchen counter with messy hair and your shirt draped over…
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