Mornings...

I have always been a morning person. It is my favorite time of the day. It is the calm before the storm, when the world is still asleep. That time that exist between the darkest of darks and that moment when the sun breaks over the horizon...is quite...deafeningly quiet.......I hear the clock..tick..tock..tick..tock...
It slowly faded into the soothing trickle, of hot water, over fresh coffee grounds. It's aroma is carried throughout my home. The lights come on, the fan, on high... my window to the world is open. click click click...www.matrixcontinuum.blogspot.com. THIS, is my time. A dog barks in the distance. Perhaps at some stray cat or jack rabbit. Life is simple, pure, uncorrupted, for the moment. I read each letter S-I-M-P-L-I-F-Y..then say the word aloud in my head. I look around and think this is it...this is what I've worked so hard for...all of this. Mind you it is not the 65" big screen, the comfy furniture or all the remodeling that I've done that catches my eye. It is the pictures. It is that moment in time, that they have have captured, that holds me. THAT, is what all the hard work is for. IT, is for them. Long after I am gone and my things have been given away, stored away or thrown away...what remains? It is them...and they too shall be sitting in a room, all alone, feeling this same content feeling...looking at pictures of me...of us...of that moment...