It’s a beautiful morning. Walking out my door, well rested, into a breezy shade. Noticing the joggers and folks on their way to breakfast at City Diner. Just a normal day, but today i find myself struck by this routine beauty. A little moment to savor and hold on too. Remembering when that gentle smell of toast with jam wafts through the air as i ride my bike to work just how insanely blessed and lucky i am to take it all in.