This might be a good time to regroup, to start over, to get going, to wake up early, and to rejoin the race.
It’s been over a year and I’m long overdue. Maybe the sunshine this morning did it. Or maybe it is because I woke up early, and tossed and turned until I had no choice but to tiptoe out of the bedroom, into the darkness of the quiet house.
Well, here I am, punching the plastic, waiting for thoughts to pour out onto the screen.
Maybe today is the day.