Day 6: Containers
The writing in Sunrise Letters is taken directly from my morning pages.
The cardinals are always the first birds to greet me in the morning. Their short sharp chirps punctuate the darkness beyond my open windows; a familiar sound now, after having lived here for a little over a year, but now I hear them through the windows of my little tree-circled jung…
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