Day is a-breaking in my soul

I am just drawing a blank today for writing. Nothing is resonating with me except the hymn, “Bright Morning Stars are Rising,” which is stuck in my head.

Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Bright morning stars are rising
Day is a-breaking in my soul.

It’s funny, because I really don’t feel that way at all. I was up in the night for the second night in a row, I had to get up too early, and nothing seems to be getting done the way I want it to. Maybe my unconscious is trying to send me a message.

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