I’m even redder and wearier than I was last night at this time. The muscles in the soles of my feet might actually be weeping. I want to curl up and see if I can’t have another dream like the one I woke up to this morning. It was yummy.

I don’t know if my heart is just quiet or if what I’m experiencing right now is numbness or disconnectedness. Whatever the reason, I’m finding myself searching for something to say because my heart seems to be resting in silence. Maybe I ought to just let it be.