and for the first time this year,
i heard them....
the birds were singing even before
the sun rose. and i loved that they were
confident to chirp even though it was still
dark, almost declaring that this day would
be good, that the daylight would certainly
arrive, demanding hope...

it got me thinking about my mindset in the morning.
and how often it is:
"god i am so fucking tired, and i wonder what is going to go down
at work today and i hate my outfit and when is spring break?..etc.."

i am hardly a singing bird with hopeful expectations.

and maybe my days would be different if i started it with
a bit more of a cheery tune.