I woke to the sun last Wednesday. Warm, golden (annoyingly bright) rays poked their way through that crack of space I usually try to shutter at night. You see, it's easier to close myself off from the world, its noise, the thrum of it all. Lately, I've been trying to, well, have a better attitude about mornings -- not be such a grump about them, you know? But this morning felt heavier than normal -- as though the air carried the weight of a thousand sorrows in every square inch of space (maybe I ... VIEW POST