Last night I fell asleep to gunshots.
This morning I awoke to the song of birds.
How wonderful the morning is. I love that in a matter of a few hours the night's darkness is always dispelled by the purple of dawn, and with it comes a new day. A day full of opportunity and possibilities.
For example, today I can possibly go to Ikea (who doesn't love that store?) or Anthropologie. I can go running, or stay home and clean. I can cut out a pattern for a new apron. I can do anything I want. The possibilities are endless!
What a beautiful day.