
It’s been a while since I’ve been up before the sun. I used to have a view of the eastern horizon and some of the sunrises used to be so glorious.
I no longer have a horizon view, so I don’t get to see the sun make its first appearance. However, I still get to watch the sky slowly light up, and because there are almost always clouds here sometimes those clouds glow orange and pink from the rays I cannot see, and the promise of a new day is still there.
It’s just that the new day here is heralded by that damn rooster and the meowing demands of Silas to be let back in for breakfast.
I have no idea what the day holds for me, but I love the promise of it despite knowing I’ve got a busy day of doing nothing for seven hours. Let’s hope something promising actually happens.
Have a great day y’all.
