for a few minutes this morning, i sat outside. i made my coffee, and when i went to let the dogs out for the eighth time, i went with them. i felt the cold salt air perking up my senses, i watched a lone seagull make figure eights in the grey sky, and i listened to the icy waves crashing half a mile away. i took a single picture of the sky.
i tried not to think about work or my bank account or moving. and i succeeded, for the most part. i didn’t check instagram or emails or youtube. i just sat. i sipped my coffee, i cuddled the dogs, and i just sat there, in the moment, for a little while.
good morning, everyone.