I'm having one of those contemplative mornings, when even a slice of buttery toast feels like something worthy of a ponder. I spent the weekend away in a different city and something about the jostle of time and space shook things up a bit for me. There's something about being in a train with the world whizzing past that primes my mind for reflection--choices, habits, trajectories--they all get a little time in the limelight of my thoughts. This morning, my mind is still racing. In a good way.
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