“Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.”

― Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

There are days where I wake up a bit foggy. I use to fight this somewhat fussy morning perception, by getting frustrated and upset and…. a bit worried. But lately I am able to just let the fog lift on its own by acknowledging it without a fight. I have discovered that if I don’t fight it, but instead give it the attention it deserves, I can often find tiny gifts, reminders to take note of something beautiful, around me, helping me to see it with unhampered eyes

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