i used to rush past the part of the morning where the light comes through the curtains. now that's the part i stay for.

I used to rush past the part of the morning where the light comes through the curtains. Now that's the part I stay for.

I used to walk straight past it. It was on the way to something, and the something always felt more important.

Now I stand there until it moves. It takes maybe a minute, and nothing in my day has ever suffered for it.

The slow part turned out to be the whole point. Everything else was just the errands around it.