每天的那一小时

类别：独处

讲述一位母亲利用清晨六点专属自己的一小时，坚持微小写作并找回自我的故事。

时长 52 秒 · 语速 161 wpm

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For two years, I said I had no time to write. 整整两年，我都说自己没时间写东西。

I have a job, two children, 我有一份工作，两个孩子，

and a dog who believes he is a third child. 还有一只觉得自己也是个孩子的狗。

Then I found an hour. 后来，我找出了一个小时。

It was hiding at six in the morning. 它就藏在清晨六点。

So now my alarm rings at 5:50. 所以现在我的闹钟定在五点五十。

I go downstairs in the dark, 我摸黑走下楼，

and I sit at the kitchen table with a notebook. 拿着笔记本坐在餐桌前。

From six to seven, the house belongs to me. 六点到七点，整个房子都是属于我的。

No one is hungry. 没人喊饿。

No one has lost a shoe. 没人找鞋。

I don't write much. 我写得不多。

Three hundred words, on a good day. 顺手的时候，也就三百个字。

At seven, feet hit the floor upstairs, 七点一到，楼上响起了脚步声，

and I'm Mom again until ten at night. 到晚上十点之前，我又变回了妈妈。

But I've already had my hour. 但我已经拥有过属于我的那一小时了。

Whatever the day takes from me, it can't take that. 无论这一天会夺走我什么，都拿不走这个。

I got there first. 我抢先了一步。

Three hundred words a day. 一天三百字。

In a year, that's a book. 一年下来，就是一本书。