this morning #1066.

this morning, from the front seat of my parked car, windows rolled up nice & tight, i finally managed to find partial peace. quiet, at least. just me & the simple sounds of my own solitary breath dissipating through the stale subaru air. no commotion. when i have an all-too-occasional occasion to pause like this early in the day, i find i’m at my best for the rest of my waking hours. peak me. it’s rather rare for me get any time alone though. no kids. no phone. i wish that pops had sat me down & told me just how intensive fatherhood really was. these first few years have been tough. i definitely i don’t get enough breathing room. my car has become my room to get my breathing in.