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It's 5:41 am; I should have been in bed many, many hours ago and I really don't know why I'm still up; I can only blame the internet. But the thing it, I've turned the light off because the sun is coming up, slowly but surely, and the view out my window, down the hill and over the rest of Wellington is worth it. The sky's a rim of orange around the bay, fading up to a greenish to pale blue to dark way, way above, and everything else - the trees and hills and buildings and birds in the sky - are still in silhouette, except for the orange lights of houses that are glittering in the distance, and the street lights that cast this peachy glow on the concrete tower blocks and make them, just for this brief while, beautiful.
I think I'll go to sleep now, before it gets too bright.
I think I'll go to sleep now, before it gets too bright.