Profound things happen when one is well-rested.

I have been noticing a change in Apt. 12A off late. A change for better.

There is more love in the house. There is more care and compassion in the house. There is more tolerance in the house. There is more appreciation in the house. There is better home cooked food in the house.

I did not know what brought about this change. I recognised a series of events for the past several weeks that could have led to this change. But I was not sure.

This morning, while attempting to write my morning pages, it all came clear.

Any change in thought is a change in reality.

And that is the reason.

Or it could be my inherently nice and enduring nature that is finally paying through.

But no.

It is for the first reason.