The sun came out to play today.
That may sound like a rather inane statement suggesting the rather obvious concept of sunrise and sunset may not be as it should be. However, when you live on the end of the world where Spring acts like a mini-summer and sunny summer days are punished by a week of semi-typhoons, you learn to appreciate the sun coming out to play.
So I woke up today with an air of excitement; you see, I come from the sunny side of the world, so waking up to a decent sunrise, I get excited. Not that it will in by any way influence the price of oil in the world; nor will it reduce the effects of the massive damage we cause to environment in our wretched path to 'development'; nor will it automatically mean that all my problems will melt away. No! It just means that for those ten minutes when all is still and silent (save for those infernal pigeons and other flying creatures floating by balcony) nothing else exists save for the inexplicable beauty of Mother Nature in her royal splendour. Therapeutic is the word my friend used; humbling is what I proffered.
Nothing beats nature in the morning. I dare you to prove me right.
