Morning Affirmation 1

In the soft glow of the morning sun, Tarl sits contentedly on the park bench, his small hands wrapped around a steaming cup of coffee. The air is crisp and fresh, the golden light filtering through the trees as the day begins to stir around him.

He takes a slow sip, his tail swishing lazily beside him, and his ears flick with every distant chirp of birds welcoming the new day. A satisfied sigh escapes his lips as the warmth of the coffee spreads through him, and a smile curls at the corners of his mouth.

Tarl leans back, letting the gentle breeze ruffle his fur, savoring the quiet joy of the moment. Everything feels just right. He lifts his gaze toward the rising sun, its golden rays casting a warm glow across his fur. He takes a deep breath, the fresh morning air filling him.

With quiet conviction, he murmurs, "Today’s a gift, and I’ll make the most of it." A satisfied smile lingers as he leans back on the bench, the weight of the world feeling lighter.