Morning Thoughts ~

Early Saturday morning

The air is brisk cold

it’s a fogy day

I refused to get up

My eyelids cracked open slightly

Momentarily, they slowly closed again

Then I see sunlight peeking through the little gaps of my curtain

I simply woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs

Brown bean in a cup

A table with a warm milk

Aaaah the scent of mornings

made me relieved.

I reached my phone

to see a message from yours

and goodness, just like that

my sleepy gaze finally met magic
One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.