I value my morning time like none other. It’s the one time of day that I get to completely relax, with very few things on my mind, and I get to just be me. I get to sip my tea or coffee, or sometimes both, in utter peace and indulge in exactly what I want to indulge in. Sometimes it’s catching up on my favourite shows that I’ve not had time to watch before, sometimes it’s to get a few chapters in of my current read, and sometimes it’s to literally sit and reflect. Whatever it is, I really treasure this time of day, and though I don’t get peaceful mornings like this everyday, it sure is enjoyable when I do. I’m also acutely aware that it’s a luxury I won’t experience this summer when I’m (hopefully) back at work, which makes me relish in those precious AM moments even more.

This morning, I thought I’d make you privy to some of my thoughts on this dreary March day. Nothing electrifying, nothing groundbreaking, and I certainly won’t be winning the Nobel Peace Prize based off of any of these, but they are my thoughts and yes, I am sharing them nonetheless. Seeing as it’s Monday, think of it as a bit of a weekend recap and a peak inside my brain (that man in the corner just screamed with terror; yea, my brain is a scary place ;D).

Here are some thoughts…