An Early Winter Morning
I wake up to frosted windows and the sound of nearby birds chirping. It is an early winter morning. Tangerine clouds start to appear as the sun slowly rises to say another hello.
Today is a new day to feel less lonely. To be okay on my own. It’s a new day to love my body and embrace all my flaws. Flaws that shouldn’t be called flaws because instead, I choose to see them as marks and shapes that make me, me.
I am alive and that is all I need. It’s all I need to walk and dance and jump and scream and laugh and hug and cry and dream. I am alive and I am me.