Silence before sunrise. Shiny wood floor for my yoga mat, a flickering candle for light. The warm glow soothes me. I can breathe deeply and completely. I feel light and strong. I feel calm.
This empty room lets me be in the moment. I can balance my emotions and feel graceful with my poses. I purposefully spread my toes on the mat and ground my wandering thoughts. Just for that short time.
This empty room quiets my mind. I focus on strengthening the warriors in me. All three. I am my own mountain, and I give in to five more minutes of stillness as the sun rises. My day begins.
My empty room. The serenity, the simplicity. I found peace.
I will miss my empty room.

Mysterious. Is the owner of the street empty room coming back?