The morning started like yesterday and the day before and the day before that. Grateful to wake with no sign of illness once again. Looking out the kitchen window I could sense a creep within my mind and once again, I shoved it back inside and closed the door, just like I was taught. Alexa reminded me to get outside more during the summer, but summer is leaving me. Am I sad, no… not really… not to see summer go? The Fall evenings smell nice and eventually, the air will smell like… what did I use to call it? Oh yes… “it smells like Christmas”. But the creep likes the Fall and Winter… I think I need a new lock. Breathe…Breathe deeply. I settle in for morning yoga with savasana full of daydreams. The creep snuck back and with it, tears. I let them come and when they were gone… so was the creep.