Drunken Soybean

Picture yourself waking up to the cool morning breeze.

Your arms stretch as you gaze at the morning glory.
The soft pastel colors of the sky—you’re unraveling the answer to the question: “Which color will dominate the other—is it blue or orange this time?”

You hear the birds chirping as they begin their day, singing. “Should I start mine with a hum?”

You sit up and feel your toes touch the cool floor, stretching the tiny bones in your feet. Stretching every inch of muscle in your legs. Then, in one exhale, you let go of all the softness inside.

Shifting from a mild mindset to a firmer one. It’s another day to be ready, another day to be responsible. Another day to be you.