I wait out here on the driveway, for my lift.
As I stand here I observe people walk by on their way to week.
We greet each other (people essentially are good)
I feel the winter cool breeze on my legs and how it brushes across my face.
I feel alive
I feel free
And got a good hint that today will be a productive day.
The birds greet this morning with their chirps.
I greet it with another breath.