Mornings are...
quiet. easy. gentle. being woken up by the Mew cat begging for someone to play with her and spending 15 minutes snuggling with her in bed. making coffee. making your bed and putting laundry away. quiet time where you can plan out the day ahead of you. get ready and run errands and wear the heart shaped sunglasses because life’s too short not to. watch tv with Justin and give the Mew cat her mandatory before work cuddle session. remind yourself that each day is a fresh start. every day leaves 24 hours of opportunity at our fingertips.
Nights are...
stress. conflict. raw emotion bubbling to the surface in the forms of anger and stupidity. snap decisions and multitasking and running around like a chicken with your head cut off for most of your shift. sitting in the car before going into work and taking two minutes to breathe and give yourself a pep talk. realizing that all it takes is a choice to move on and never look back. where grace and joy intersect in the sight of the sunset out the drive thru window. coming home from work every night and feeling too exhausted to move.
Striving for...
a better balance than this. it has to exist somewhere, right?
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