It is a hazy morning

 

It's 10.30 in the morning. The sun is not awake, still under his grey blanket. Maybe drowsing. 

I started my day a bit early. Every night comes with surprises. Some nights are better with good sleep, some are not.

Same with mornings. Every morning comes with surprises. We don't know what we will be getting. It is like Christmas. We don't know beforehand which part of our body is not going to listen to cooperate with our day plans.

 Every morning brings a different story at our age. So many things start coming up at the later stages of our life. We have to accept and manage accordingly.

It is 11.15, the day looks a bit brighter. The sun is awake out of his blanket to make our day. So nice of him. I can see a couple of birds in the grayish sky up above.

The snow nearly gone just traces around not much. It is 12.30, I am walking by the lakeside. My son has gone for his long walk. He will drop me at the Coffee House on the way later on.

It is 1.15, I am at the Second Cup coffee house enjoying my coffee and my time. Time alone is something unique. It is a sort of meditation.

Time to talk to yourself. Time to listen to your inner self. Amazing moments to cherish.