first minutes, last day
I drive. Almost every morning at 6:40am I drag my half asleep self to my car and drive down my deserted dirt road to take my oldest daughter to work. It's beautiful. By the time I'm returning there's a glow, a lifting fog, and animals playing in the sunrise. This morning was the last day. Baby girl has signed a lease and will be moving to her own apartment a town over. It's a new beginning and an end.