I thought the sunrise yesterday looked extra s p e c i a l. I watched it with my mom from our 12th storey balcony. It was silent but tranquil. Good start. Did it mean what we thought it meant?
It's remarkable, in an unassuming way, how the sun rising can mark different milestones, at different points in your life. It can mean a variety of possibilities, it brings hope. Sunsets often symbolises romance. Or an end to something, sometimes fear even, of the awaiting darkness. But sunrise represents a new beginning, well... at least at the moment where you manage to catch it. I don't know if it's different for you but such experiences leave such a fleeting impact on me, it's difficult to feel, tough to retain. Maybe i'm just insensitive that way. So that's why a good camera comes handy.
I spoiled the rest of the day by going off to sleep. I'm so wasted. Notes astrewn. Work makes me sneeze, a whole lot. I sneezed 30 times before i finally fell asleep. Felt like i ran a mile. And I ache from sleep. My neck.
Still, it was a cool sunrise. The weather was... wow.
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