6:50 am… This still dark Minnesota morning maintains my mildly melancholy mood. It will be getting light soon but that matters, at all not much.

I write in relative silence as the not too distant (but not too annoyingly close) continuous beeping of my sweetheart’s son’s alarm… continues. It’s getting so I’m accounting it as part of this morning’s “silence”. The less-then-completely-silent part anyway.

Still… I am amazed at how that young man can sleep… still.

My sweetheart also sleeps. Her alarm happily disabled to allow as much of that much-needed, much-too-often inadequate-but necessarily recuperative activity, as possible. 7:00 am now and I’m hoping for at least another hour before this morning may see any stir from her.

This morning.

I awoke to pee around 6:00 and because I’m me… I’m up for the duration (until I’m not)… so I read an interesting article about a world I am so very happy to have nothing to do with. It reminds me why I still monitor my Facebook feed as much as I do. I’m so at peace with my current, semi-detatched-yet-oddly-engaged social media presence.

Still working for me this morning.

Julius the wise old orange cat walks past me to partake a bit more of the plate of “Fancy Feast” I fed him a half hour ago.

No meow now. Plenty still there.

7:15 and my sweetheart’s son’s alarm is no longer beeping. Obviously, he’d finally been annoyed enough to shut it off and go back to sleep. He’s off work today so he either forgot to change the setting before going to sleep last night, or he never does that and this is some kind of unintentional routine of his, of which I have yet to be aware.

No matter now. I don’t really care.

I’m not actually melancholy this morning though… despite how I began this piece. I was only after an alliteration to art it up. My mood is actually more mixed. Contemplative of these last three months, that I have yet to properly process.

7:30 and I have yet to find my point here. I thought that I might have one by now… other than this now seemingly now, all-too-often, fall-back, stream-of-consciousness ness… I’m now seemingly falling into here…

Now…

Now there is one thing I do know. One thing that I need no further brow-furrowing to bring to my fore. Afore my mindfulness. That one thing is how very blessed I continue to be. How much my love is now fulfilled… every moment.

Now…

7:45 and I now close this to proceed to my morning’s puttering. I hear a subtle stirring… my sweetheart seems to be. Soon to be here…

Now…

Blessed…

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