The energy of sunrise.

The minutes before sunrise just have my heart. Today was no exception. Folks with sleepy eyes and coffee in hand standing there waiting with me, and yet we are strangers. The glow at the horizon and the light rapidly changing. The energy in the air is undeniable. My favorite part are all the pelicans out to get breakfast. They know!

It flips from a peaceful calm, to excitement for the day ahead, In an instant. And yet so many people miss it. I miss it. All the time! For a warm bed. For more sleep. Because | just don't want to. In fact I pretty much always have to make myself go. Getting past that first layer of resistance is the bane of my existence. I wish I woke up excited to be alive. But alas, I don't. Almost never. But after a half century of this nonsense I'm learning to just move anyway. The cobwebs clear on their own. And it's not long before I've got an extra pep in my step and I'm back out there living.