It is 5:30am. The lights are dim and I am enjoying a rich cup of organic, fair trade El Salvadoran. If I listen very closely I can hear the rythmic breathing of a little boy down the hall and the hum of the fridge. Other than that...silence.
In just a moment, all that will change. I'll hear the roar of the water in the shower, then the sound of the car, the sqeaking of door #3, the pound of the drums, the sound of the prayer leader...you get the idea. The wall of sound will last all day. It just does.
But for the moment...it's quiet. This is my favorite part of the day.