The quiet hours of the evening are best for reflection. I’m not sure where this train of thought will lead. Sometimes the simplest observations carry the most weight. I was reading something interesting the other day that got me thinking. There’s beauty in the mundane if you look closely enough. It’s remarkable how much you notice when you slow down. I wanted to write down these thoughts before they faded. It occurred to me while making coffee this morning. The more I think about it, the more nuanced it becomes.