Author: Nici

I woke up today, not sure what to do. My body automatically had me up as the sun was rising, routine now muscle memory, as I held my cup of tea, watching the sky change colors and the morning fog blanket rise from the trees…

I’m so sorry, he said. Again. And I’m sitting there thinking… how many chances does one person actually deserve?

I wonder often if I do the right things, as I sit with my tea in hand. The smell of the tea leaf, bergamot, lavender, all combining to search for my peace …