Monday in June ... are truly beautiful. I enjoy my morning walk to work, following the rhythm of the city. Feeling the urban beat below my feet, I slip my coffee. Coffee has never tasted so good since moving to vancouver. I am slowing starting to get closer to drinking my coffee black. Not yet but soon ... I enjoy the bold favours in my mouth. My brain slowly waking up ....
The desk is still the same ... facing over the downtown horizon. The same nagging voice ... in the ear... that's all you did .. this weekend. Feeling some judgement from my co worker about my lazy weekend. I am feeling happy and secure right now. Does not mean I am fully engaged ... in my life.
Looking forward to my run ... in twenty minutes, laundry still spinning.
The skin on my arms dry ... itchy.
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