As the day dawns slowly, yet according to a primordial schedule, the marvel of living a unique period of rotation of earth advancing to the inevitable sunset, looms ahead. Initially the soul can be lulled silently as if one’s own philosophical analysis of life can be observed then translated to a sleepy day of reflection and mindful growth.
The mind clears slowly and concrete thoughts emerge with tangible chest pressure grows. The rush of the day’s tasks overtake the peaceful tranquility of the morning. Bombarding the senses and taxing the nerves, life drains out the soft, quiet reflections of the morning.
Life Gets Better 