In the morning, I wake early before the sun is up. The night was short and still weighs heavy on my body. I stretch and move, trying to revive my muscles and waken my spine. Like an insect trapped in a web, I struggle to escape my slumber. In the kitchen, I heat some ghee in my favorite cast iron pan. I crack two eggs onto the invisible shimmering barrier and they sizzle sharply at the introduction.
In The Morning
In The Morning
In The Morning
In the morning, I wake early before the sun is up. The night was short and still weighs heavy on my body. I stretch and move, trying to revive my muscles and waken my spine. Like an insect trapped in a web, I struggle to escape my slumber. In the kitchen, I heat some ghee in my favorite cast iron pan. I crack two eggs onto the invisible shimmering barrier and they sizzle sharply at the introduction.