This is what I see most mornings, before I have decided to swing my legs over the side of the bed -- and get up for the day. Mostly I am half asleep watching the sun, or in winter, the dark sky bluing with sun's rise. My dreams float in the space between my eyes and the window, sometimes lingering; sometimes vanishing without a trace. It is a magical moment -- this morning meeting between my dreaming self and my waking self and the new day.
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