1.25.24 // Early Mornings

Mornings have started earlier lately...
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And I'm loving it.
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Usually, winter mornings are started through a haze, snuggled deep into my sheets, and pressed closely to Scout. But on and off the last few weeks, and consistently the last few days have had me up hours before the sun and I'm over the moon to be doing so.
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There is something so enticing about being up early.
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I'm convinced there is magic in those deepest and darkest hours before the sky starts to lighten. It's almost like those darkest moments are the minutes where you can see your reflection best. The light muddles the edges of reality and the darkness holds the clean edges of truth.