Good Morning

Being up at this time, reminds me of early mornings in places I love. I heard a truck go past my window and it reminded me of being awake in Tokyo. Then it reminded me of the early morning milk trucks in Mauritius. Then I remembered footsteps on Paris pavements in the early hours of the morning, pre dawn boulangerie run perhaps?! Isn't life so beautiful in the morning?!

Mornings, while a new day dawns are so wrapped up in the nostlagia of being, it is incredible.

Good morning

xx