I am best in the morning – not between 2 and 3am – that’s the time that I question everything – when I approach that line – the line between questioning everything I know and believing everything I question. I am best between 6 and 7am – that’s when I see the possibilities and believe the things I’ve come to know as real. That’s when I believe in love and sadness and hope. When light is magic and I can hear the wind and see all the particles that make up the air and space around us. The morning breeze blows in warm and cold around me and wraps me in its cloak and tells me that this is where I’m supposed to be.
“Sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast” Alice in Wonderland