Unordinary circumstances

Gray is gray with no word from you

No morning talk to clear the cobwebs from a restless night

No tired disconnected thoughts before your first cup of coffee and that first cracked smile as my reward for over exuberant chatter

I love your dislike of early rising along with the graceful way you make the transition to a new day

A prayer before bed and not a dream in weeks

It has been said that not dreaming inflicts damage to your whole body and I'm starting to see that in my own life

No painting

No writing to speak of

And now conflict with the one person I respect ✊

Not to mention my feet are killing me!!!!!