I want to soar like the birds

The birds outside my window were chirping. It was 4 AM or thereabouts and The cheerful sounds heralding the dawn soothed me, and made me feel less freaked out that I hadn’t slept a single wink. Not a single wink all night.

I was shopping, and deciding things about my room, my haven. I knew if I could just get it over the hump I could start to settle in and write. I could start to own my life, my new life here in NH.

Now I continue to write without drop caps