Hazy Moments

These photographs remind me of the early morning hours, when I first wake up.

In those first few minutes of consciousness I am at my most sensitive, my most vulnerable, and although things are hazy, I see clearly right where I am in this world.

In the best of times, I am at the most hopeful I will feel that day; sometimes I even wake giddy, wondering what newness this day will break.

I remember being in my darkest moments and dreading waking up, only to feel heavy with despair.

However you felt this morning, either hopeful and happy, or dreadfully sad and lonesome, I hope you achieve balance today, in some small way.

{all photos via smashmydreamoflove's photostream}