Like everything is going to be okay, is okay. I’m not sure why it’s that time of day in particular that makes me feel so, but it always has been. Morning is when I feel safe, but twilight makes me feel content, which is something much deeper. In the morning, the feeling of safety comes along with all the possibility and responsibility of the day, so it isn’t pure. Twilight is a relaxing of effort, a time that marks letting go, releasing all that was done and surrendering anything else that still needs doing, with everything covered in a warm golden honey glow of light that is slowly fading. All that is left is to rest. Tomorrow is another day, another life.