A good morning bowl of cheerios and the always magnificent sunrise. Quite thankful to indulge in the five in the morning atmosphere of solitude. The school year is winding down. This Fall semester has been no ordinary chunk of time. Learning new things and old familiarities seep into my breath as I learn to be where I am. And where I am is here, present in my pj's and wool socks eating cheerios outside my home.
Learning my brain is a tool for me to manifest my own destiny. To not let my brain be more than an intstrument is the challenge. I accept this challenge.
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