Sunday, January 1, 2012

Dawn Mists

How do people learn to sleep sitting up? It's a skill I have not mastered. Overseas flights and long train rides are opportunities to confuse my circadian rhythms and work all night, energized by the glow of my computer screen. The train rolled south. The sky changed from black to deepest blue. Dawn spread its colors right outside my window. Deep salmon pinks and violets turned to paler rose and blue, revealing the mists rising up from the scrubby Florida pines. It was the gift of a fresh new day, full of possibilities. Now we have a fresh new year, full of possibilities. Happy New Year to us all.