The morning light reminded me of a thought I had last week. I’ve always been curious about the way things connect. There’s a pattern here that I hadn’t seen before. Sometimes you need to sit with an idea before it makes sense. There’s a certain quality to the air today that feels different. The world seems full of small, unnoticed details. The sound of the rain outside makes for good thinking weather. The more I think about it, the more nuanced it becomes. I was reading something interesting the other day that got me thinking. The quiet hours of the evening are best for reflection. Something about rainy days makes everything feel more vivid. I’m not sure where this train of thought will lead. I find that writing helps me organize scattered thoughts. It occurred to me while making coffee this morning. I decided to write this down before the feeling passed.