The quiet hours of the evening are best for reflection. I’m not sure where this train of thought will lead. It occurred to me while making coffee this morning. The sound of the rain outside makes for good thinking weather. The changing seasons always make me contemplative. I’ve been meaning to explore this idea more thoroughly. There’s beauty in the mundane if you look closely enough. I was surprised to discover how much I had to say about this. I decided to write this down before the feeling passed. It’s remarkable how much you notice when you slow down. The morning light reminded me of a thought I had last week. I find that writing helps me organize scattered thoughts. Sometimes you need to sit with an idea before it makes sense. I’ve started paying more attention to everyday moments.