7:25 AM

I love the wee hours of the morning when hardly anyone is out and about. The children in the apartment upstairs are still asleep, my husband was dropped off at work an hour ago, and it's just me and this keyboard.

I have not felt solace like this in years.

There's a great peace that descends when you're all alone and safe and unrushed. I'm trying to relish this feeling and figure out a way to bottle it...like on the Legend of Zelda, drink a bottle of something, get filled up with hearts by a little faerie...

The world is getting busier now. Commuters are rushing by on the highway and other people are trying to get to work by 8 am. Me, I am sitting here fully awake way too early on a day off, perterbed that it's so cold and snowy (darn Groundhog). Quickly forgetting that thing I was talking about--what was that? ...it started with a 'p'...