Where the Morning Opens Up
Morning Notes From a Quieted Mind
The dog was happy this morning, and honestly, that’s enough to set the tone for the whole day. Dixie and I stopped at our favourite spot and snapped a picture — she gave the camera that big, easy smile she saves for the moments when the world feels simple. I said hello to Tammy and Maze on the way; they were already geared up and ready to take on the day. It felt good, that small neighbourly moment, like the city waking up around me.
Kim had her bag packed early for her trip to the bridal shower in Edmonton, moving with that calm purpose she gets when she’s got a plan. I grabbed my coffee from Tim Hortons and took a slow drive down University and Métis, just letting the morning settle in. By the time I got home, I was shaking the last of the ice in the cup — a tiny ritual that somehow feels like a reset button.
My mind has finally quieted after the last five days. It’s a relief to feel that shift, that easing. I’m happy the dog is happy. I’m happy I’m steady again. Some people are cooking today, and that’s great — but I’m a damn good cook myself. Last night I made Kim pork chops, and they turned out just right. Little wins, but they stack up.
Today feels like aspiration and goals. Austerity and action. Ascent and dissent — all the pieces of getting myself job‑ready and day‑ready. I got up early, and with a late shift tonight, I know I’ll fall asleep fast when I finally hit the pillow.
For now, though, it’s enough to say this: you’re all awesome. Have a great day. And here’s my short jot of words from today’s adventure — a small slice of a life that’s moving forward, one good moment at a time.
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