A night owl by nature, I'm always surprised at how much joy and peace comes from rising before the sun.
Padding around in bare feet on the cool tiles, in a darkened room, preferring not to switch on the lights and instead letting my eyes adjust to the darkness.
Up and about before anyone else, the cat still asleep on the back of the couch, the world still for a brief moment in time.
Silently preparing the first cup of coffee for the day and then watching as a golden glow starts to peek through the wooden venetian blind slats and the room is warmed with light.
For those few moment that I'm alone, before the day has begun and brought with it whatever dramas or laughs that make my chest tighten or my heart sing, I'm grateful for everything - midst of an existential crisis or otherwise.
Thank you for your comments on my last post. There is some comfort to be taken in learning everyone else doesn't have it all figured out, no matter how together someone else's life appears. We may not know where we're going but there's nothing wrong with that.