As the hazy light filtered through the trees Wren inhaled deep the cool crisp early morning air. Their mind blank, the only sounds were the white noise of the water and forest around them. This was Wren’s meditation, their happy place, these moments before the world was filled with activity of their fellow human. They took this most precious time to think, ponder, clear their mind. There was the sudden bloop of a fish tugging at the line and in that moment Wren knew everything would be ok, for today at least. Wren would eat, and with belly full and mind clear they would make it another day.