Early.

A state of being filled with anticipation at its best. 

As a writer our minds can peruse the sites without contest.

Magazines, children’s books, paintings, flowers, plants, people watching…

 

Being early is a state of being that is elusive to me, yet when I get there, once in a great blue moon, it’s a place that fills my heart space with peace.

Deep down in my heart I know  this is a place I can be, but for me it is as elusive as the butterfly.

When it lands on my shoulder and I rest in this space of early, it feels so good and so free.

A place where we can all be what we were meant to be.

Early.

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