Morning
Birds chirp. A squirrel yips. The wierwierwier of a fly. A moth flits by the stair rail. Sunlight creeps forward. Soon, I’ll no longer be in shadow. I com...
Birds chirp. A squirrel yips. The wierwierwier of a fly. A moth flits by the stair rail. Sunlight creeps forward. Soon, I’ll no longer be in shadow. I com...