I awake to the sound of rain on my windows. In that relaxed state between sleep and being fully awake, a familiar song plays in my head: Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream. Merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream. It is so clear and vivid, I feel like it is being beamed into my skull as if I’m accidentally picking up an A.M. station from a nearby town. I rarely wake up with songs in my head, and never nursery rhymes.
Be-ing is wonderful.❤️🙏🏼