Autumn mornings. You rub the sleep from your eyes in the morning. Cloudy. Crisp. Then by noon the sun begins to reach her arms to the earth. As if to say…not yet. Not yet. It does make it hard to dress oneself. But I am not complaining. The warmth is what I need. The sun. With my inner demons struggle, I crave vitamin D by way of the sun. The sweet caress of her warmth. Between that and exercise, it is in my top depression arsenal.
