serenarose
motion.
Such a simple word. Though also complex.
It is the base in which we form our life around.
Putting thoughts in motion.
Putting actions in motion.
And putting ourselves in motion.
Saturday morning. Wake up- just barely -with a cup of coffee filled with far too much creamer. I wipe the sleep from my eyes and try to think of things to do for the day, but my mind goes blank. I stare out the window, squinting my eyes and blowing a soft stream of air into my coffee, and accept that this day that would normally be so long-awaited and joyful will just be another lonely day with nothing much to do.