Good morning. It's 4:00 and I am up and have been up for the past hour because...because...because there is something about the 3:00 hour that my body wants to be up for. I stopped fighting it. Fighting it was bad for my liver. The sleeping pills and whatnot. So I write. I pray. I appreciate the quiet. I work on poems. I whatever.
What better time to continue my gratitude log. I am thankful for:
1. Waking up early this morning.
2. This blog that I have to record my musings.
3. Love.
4. Being mentally at ease.
4. My son.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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