I'm early.

My morning rituals have changed over the past few days.
I get up, shower, have a quick breakfast and then nothing.....no more walks with my friend. So I've been fleeing to my office early to escape the painful thoughts. 
It's still difficult to get over it. I can't leave it behind me, still. I hope I will soon. Going home at the end of the day is difficult too. Nothing is wagging anymore. Damn, I want to get over it, it's been almost a week now, but I'm feeling worse by the day.
This weekend I'll kick myself in the butt to force me to go on with things. Life goes on, I know. I will be alright.

The grey misty sunrise, with new colours in the distance, suits for today.