Dawning light

Tskyhe sun rose swiftly this morning.  I left work a little early because I wasn’t feeling well and it was still dark when I reach my driveway.  However, by the time I climbed the few steps to the porch and inserted the key into my front door, the sun had crested the horizon behind me.

I paused for a moment.  One minute it was dark and the next it wasn’t.  I didn’t notice the gradual change in light that usually occurs when the sun awakens or beds down.  I am sure it happened.  But I didn’t notice it.  I was probably too lost in thought, though I can’t remember what I was thinking about.

Life happens like that.  One moment things are dark and and you have to place your steps path darkcarefully and the next moment there is illumination and your path is clear.  There has to be a lessening of the darkness or a growing of the light, but we don’t notice it or at least don’t remember it later.

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Published by: thecoffeefox

Once upon a time there was a woman who was a writer. She was either cursed or blessed from birth to be so and there was much debate on which it was. One day a very discouraging (and not very original) person told her not to give up her day job. The woman smiled and said that was a wonderful idea. Following the unwittingly clever advice of her critic, the woman found a job working nights, which left her days free to write. Even better, the night job had an unusual schedule which packed two weeks worth of work into one, so the writer was able to have every other week off to sit on her front porch, daydream, and of course write. However, working at night and writing during the day left little time for sleep, so the poor writer occasionally went a little mad, but she decided it was an acceptable price to pay to be able to continue following her curse-blessing. Also she likes tea. :)

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