I awoke early yesterday morning and heard a group of birds signing outside the bedroom window. I couldn’t recall when I last heard the birds singing their tune. I know they have always been there, every spring especially. I can’t say for sure why I hadn’t noticed them in such a while. I can say that I am feeling closer to the me I used to be. It’s been a long ride and I am finally, surprisingly, not unscathed of course, seeing the other side.

And I can hear the birds sing in the morning again.

And it’s annoying when trying to catch those last few minutes of sleep.

And it’s wonderful all at the same time.

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