my alarm clock displaying an incredibly early hour of the day while beeping obscenely at me all the while.
people attending chapel closing their eyes and lifting their hands.
a pastor reading the bible from his phone from the pulpit.
a man chatting quietly and candidly with his dog on the porch of his queen anne home.
the sun. i'd almost forgotten what it looked like.
a snippet of an oprah interview with a former porn star. my heart ached for her. truly.
my daily to-do list. week eight of the quarter is making it rather long.
my favorite pair of blue eyes in the entire world, crinkling in a smile back at me.