Surpassing gratitude . . .

for unrestrained, eye-watering yawns.
 for being able to feed myself, spoon to mouth just like that.
   for driving carefree while in the midst of utter recklessness—very rare for me but very empowering.
     for the deep. The subsurface, the substance, the raw and undefiled.
       for the divine in the most simple of creations—the Plan in the most unimaginable of situations.