TUESDAY MORNING, 6AM

Cool. Autumn closing in. The dawn breaks golden on the treetops. Sparrows in flight, their flocks dip before they soar. Taste of silence. Taste of fullness. Garbage truck passing through. The street is waking up. Work. I sip my coffee and check my to do list. Banking, bills. Legal, medical. Shove it aside and go … More TUESDAY MORNING, 6AM