Yesterday it was still dark when I left for my 20ish-minute walk to the bus stop. I was cranky as I walked down the hill to the I-5 overpass, and composed a post in my head about how wretched it is to wake up every day before it’s light out and get home after it’s already dark. Then I stopped at the corner and looked away from my coffee cup and my feet as I waited for the light to change, and I saw the most brilliant, reddest, pinkest sunrise I’ve ever seen. And I decided it’s not so awful to have a job, and feet to get me there, and a city with a bus system, and a coffee cup and a coat and a scarf. And a sunrise.
(song: “Better Things,” Dar Williams’ live version)