Morning Meditation

The young woman absorbed the warmth of the new day’s sun streaming from the front picture window of her local bakery, her index finger running in meditation along the crease of her faded work pants as she listened to her daily drink order swirl and blend at the bustling counter.

She remembered who she was and the game changed.

Lalah Delia

This post was written in response to the #threethingschallenge at pensitivity101.

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