Much Rather

Woke up cold and tired.  Usually a bit more cold when tired.  Much rather would have stayed next to some extra body heat in my bed.  Turned off the alarm and made my way downstairs.  A glass of water because of that parched feeling.

Downstairs; forms.

Upstairs; the street.  Much rather would be in the basement where it`s warm.

Sprints.  Tired and cold.

The sun peeking out between a split in the clouds as it rises up to welcome a new day.

Every breath is a prayer
We still livin
World still spinnin
I’m still thanks givin
Trying to get it right
But I’m left here trippin

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