The whole night had been filled with breath and a string of chaotic dreams; all the while, the earth rotates ever so slowly beneath the bed, ever closer towards the sun.
All tagged mornings
The whole night had been filled with breath and a string of chaotic dreams; all the while, the earth rotates ever so slowly beneath the bed, ever closer towards the sun.
This simple line blew my mind.
A sign of snow melting too quickly and mixing with dirt.
What do mornings mean? What don't they mean?
What's not to love about this bulbous plant? Garlic bread, garlic butter, garlic sauce. But what about raw garlic?
I did something yesterday I admittedly haven't done in years: ran without a watch.
"Whenever you read a good book, somewhere in the world a door opens to allow in more light."