Trip Start Nov 13, 2006
55Trip End Nov 2007
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Restless and irritated, I woke up a little after four in the morning. As much as I wanted to, I just couldn't get back to sleep. Apparently my body's still in the addled by jetlag. Resigned to waking life, I ambled downstairs after an hour of fruitless tossing and turning. With a fresh glass of OJ, I sat on the porch at five am smoking and cursing my sleep-deprived brain.
The sky was still dark, but the sunrise was flirting with the end of the night, blackness was slowly giving way to blue and purple. I thought to myself, I'm awake now so let's find a suitable vantage point and watch the sunrise.
I dashed inside, grabbed my camera and walked out into the brightening pre-dawn
As the sun rose, bright and true into the sky I cued up a song and watched Nature's grandest performance. Just as the great orange globe poked out from the clouds, these lyrics tumbled into my ears:
So may the sunrise bring hope where it once was forgotten.
Songs are like birds, flying upwards over the mountain.
Suddenly all my doubt and paranoia, all my clouded judgments and misplaced worries washed away. I was bathed in the golden radiance of the dawn. Clarity hit me like a fist to the jaw: this is how I'm re-starting my life here. Right now, with the morning light all around me, I'm reborn.
With sunspots in my eyes, I walked back home chuckling to myself. That's just about the hippiest moment you've had in a long time, Geoff. I wouldn't have it any other way.