Walking home from work is usually a peaceful time for my body to prepare
for an early morning nap. The streets are still and empty, except for
some runners feet tapping the pavement or birds chirping on evergreen
branches. The sunrise lifts my drowsy spirit for a more brisk walk in
the cold, crisp air. However, this morning shocked me with numerous
jolts of awareness.
Read the rest on my new blog focused on transcending into the new, while this one will remain for reflecting on the past. Of course the two will intertwine often.
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