Matt is running a 5K this morning.
Amélie is spending the night with a friend.
Jack is (miraculously) still asleep.
And here I sit, with coffee and computer, alone.
This solitary space is where my soul refuels, which perhaps explains why I have been running dangerously close to empty lately.
I think I will pick up a pencil and my journal and my steaming cup of coffee, head out to my porch, and just be.