Slow With the Flow
By Salomé Gómez-Upegui
I adore slow mornings. On a perfect slow morning, I wake up and pour a fresh cup of coffee amidst the silence inundating the apartment. I sit cross-legged on the couch, staring out the window, and letting out a deep sigh. I feel peace, all is well in my world.
For a while, I allow myself to do nothing. It’s a lavish gift I love to start the day with; doing nothing. I breathe in, I…