Daily Rhythms

Soft paws padding my shoulders awake. A bleary-eyed start and brisk trip to the gym while candyfloss skies work their magic. The clink of plates being racked, the whirr of a treadmill, the familiar buzz of my local gym. Powder, water, whisk: matcha. Soft clicking taps of my keyboard. Crisp fresh air and crunchy frost-tipped grass underfoot while Milo storms the local park. Water rolling inside my bottle as I follow him ‘round the perimeter of said park. The thud of our front door as it closes – with force. The scratch of a MUJI 0.38 pen against paper as I scribble meeting notes, new to-do’s, check off tasks in my bullet journal. A crackle and rustle as I prepare lunch; an afternoon snack; a treat for Milo; dinner. These are the daily rhythms of my life.