It is 7:14am and I am grinning like a cheshire cat as I write this (errr, well not as creepily). For what reason, I'm not completely sure. All I know is that with each morning of each day, there is a sign of promise. Each day dawns an undertaking of a new beginning.
Or maybe the break of day is not meant to be looked at so deeply. Maybe the sun rise is just meant to be admired. In any case, I think I've a penchant for being awake early enough to catch it.
There are times when things really are that simple.