Morning Write

a hot coffee, the bright natural sun light to bring in the new day, and the blank page: the perfect recipe to pick up a pen and write

Fresh French roast vanilla fills my nostrils—slow inhale…. ahhh, exhale…

I sit pretzel style in the middle of my bed, balancing my journal on one knee

as the sun’s rays burst through the window blinds

photo by Toa Heftiba via Unsplash

Written for Three Line Tales hosted by Only 100 Words

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