Morning light.
Yah I woke up at six something to a hazy lighted bedroom and the sound of birds chorusing to one another. Like every morning I sat there in bed for a while. This morning was cool and outside the trees swayed lightly in a chorus. I stood up after ten minutes and proceeded to the window where I found sunlight escaping the east side of the city and branching out to my street. I was never one for the sun, to bright. But to watch it fade away or come up again, I loved. ... this sounds like a story huh? hehehhe.