Second Avenue early in the morning is mild, now, is sunshine and birdsong and life. You count down to Daylight Saving and see it is not far, count down to returning to your life and see she is already stretching and yawning at the edge of your vision. The woman's voice lilts across your closed eyelids, reminds you to breathe, tells you to picture the life you want and let yourself step into it. You smile into the warm light on your cheeks, revisit the days you know will come, remember the flowers already blooming along the river.
All good things will come. You better make sure you're ready when it does.
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