the window from which, Success is trying to come in. My little effort of pulling it inside is required. Who do you wake up next to? On some mornings, I wake up next to the love of my life. She purrs in her sleep. She wakes up and her eyes are the first windows I open in the morning. On other mornings, I wake up next to a yesterday I shed. Sometimes it takes the whole morning to get out of that skin. __
