The alarm went off at a reasonable time. After six.
I reached out and up to open the window. All the way.
I rolled out of bed and onto the mat. And began breathing.
All loose and awake, I pinned my hair back and hopped downstairs. On one leg.
I made my first homemade cappuccino. Sometimes, I wish I lived in Italy.
A hot-and-cold shower. BOOM – awaker than awake.
And then I turned on the radio, which… I haven’t done in years. It feels good to listen to the news and this sweet tune.
Said a prayer, put some clothes on, and stepped out into the day.
I’m ready. Ready for the day and the week and the month.
Bring it, lovemonth!