A warm morning random thoughts

This rather warm October morning I awake to the sounds of the morning before sunrise. Sounds that I would usually sleep through. Birds singing their songs. The movements of what I thought was my dog or was just a piece of plastic in the wind. Lying in bed with random thoughts going through my mind. Eager to start writing I get in the dark. The back door is open and planes have started taken off the morning, yet Ziva is still sleeping on her bed.

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