I finally followed through with my idea this morning except
it got changed to get up at 6:45 in the
morning, walk out to the 6th floor balcony, and watch the
sunrise. My laziness got the better
of me and I realized I would probably have a better view from the balcony
anyway.
I looked up the time of the sunrise last night and set my
alarm accordingly. It was supposed to
happen at 7:06 and I was out on the balcony all bundled up 15 minutes before
that. There was no way I was going to
miss it.
There were more clouds than I expected, which caused the sun
to show much later than I thought it would.
I ended up counting airplanes as I waited. I needed something to pass the time and I was
still too tired to read the Bible I had brought out with me. I chose something simple that required no energy. It was as if I was counting sheep
to fall asleep, but I was counting airplanes and waiting for the sun to
rise. There must have been at least 20
or so, maybe more.
I kept watching them pass and circle through the sky. And occasionally a crow would fly by, so
close I could hear the beating of its wings.
I used to be a little superstitious about those birds, but now I see
them all the time so it doesn’t faze me anymore.
As I kept sitting there I began to wonder if I had missed
it. It was light enough out to feel like
the sun had already come up. What if I
had missed it and I was just sitting out there waiting for nothing? I got to thinking that my blog post for the
day might end up being titled “Epic Fail”.
But, sure enough the sun eventually peeked its head from
behind the clouds that had veiled the horizon, and the clouds began to get a
fluffy-pink-cotton-candy look. The sky
brightened and smiled.
Part of me expected a Colorado sunrise. I think I’m still coming to terms with the
fact that I’m in Seattle.
But now that I’ve greeted the sun, a part of me is more
willing to call this place home.
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