...as I head off to work. I got up late this morning, waking from a dream filled with people from my past, all of us rushing through an airport, trying to get somewhere before it was too late. I showered and dressed, but didn't have time to dry my hair before rushing The Kid off to school. But we weren't as late as I thought, so my hair was dried by the breeze as we waited outside the building for the bell to ring.
Today will be a wavy day, but one kissed by the sun.
I am sad and can't quite muster a smile. But I am hopeful that things will improve and that the discord between us will soon soften into its usual lilting harmony.
This is my morning.
Bonjour: Paris Surrounds
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