taniayong

It's a beautiful Sunday morning. The sun is shining brightly, the air is crisp, and the mountains almost look like purple mountains majesty.

I'm currently sitting in my kitchen and looking out toward our patio. Past the number of houses in our neighborhood exist glorious mountains.

I am in awe at how peaceful it is as birds fly by and the sun is beginning to brighten up every dark corner of my back yard.

How hard is it going to be to alleviate the unrest that overcomes me? Will I forget the peace that I'm experiencing now when I'm going about the day? I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I don't.

I'm excited yet at the same time terrified about the rest of this day.