every single morning

"Every single morning is beautiful. Chipped china, fresh juice, the hum of blankets, intricate hugs. Late trains, the riptide of graffiti, against mesmerising sky, mushrooms through bitumen, engraved glass. The toothache, the too soon, the thoughts about tomorrow. A warm song, the whole world shot in reverse. The birds, all of the birds, the leather boots. The words and the arrival, every drop of love. The single firecracker of this moment, before. Every single morning is beautiful."

—Ian William L.