Today I spent a little time writing.

Breze stopped by on his way back from the library.

I didn’t even know he had started going there, but he told me he’s been picking up a few books lately to help him slow down and think. I liked hearing that. ☁️

He asked what I was writing about and I told him it was just little thoughts about the day.

Breze smiled and said “Good… little thoughts are usually the important ones.” Then he sat with me for a minute, flipping through his book while I finished my page. It was quiet but it felt like the kind of quiet that’s starting to grow 🌱