mornings – Pure and Simple

Yes, it’s Friday.

This week’s gone in the blink of an eye.

Its long days matched its short nights.

You check the time and it’s ten in the morning and when you check again, it’s ten at night.

You go to bed, and before you even entre the phase of dreams, your morning alarm rings to wake you up.

You hit snooze, pleading for a few minutes more.

And before your eyes relax, the alarm screams again, but this time straight into your ears.

Finally, you do wake up.

You drew the curtains and look at that quiet beatuty of the early morning.

And finally this Friday turns out be to a warm day.

By the way how do you say Friday in your language?

In Arabic we say جمعة Juma’a

I know in French it is vendredi

I forgot what’s it in Spanish.

What about yours?

With blessed Friday thoughts,

Nahla

Quiet.

Really quiet.

It seems even the birds decided to wake up late or maybe take the day off, just as humans do on the first of January.

There was no transport noise.

No people walking around.

Surprisingly, it was sunny,

but it was also bitterly cold.

I looked out of the window and inhaled all that pure quietness.

No picture can capture the beauty of a quiet, fresh morning the way your own eyes do.

January, the most hopeful month, has just arrived and opened its doors with new hopes and dreams.

How can people trade the first morning of January for the last night of December?

I have no idea!

I wondered for a moment, then hurried off to make breakfast.

With quiet thoughts,

Nahla

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