This semester for my creative writing class, I’ve had to get up super early to get my son and myself out the door. My students are grumpy, but I think I have them beat: 5am is so very dark.
But as I head to campus, I get to see the sunrise. And now that the season has finally changed to autumn, the sunrises cantaloupe the horizon every morning. The sky so juicy, my fingers feel sticky just thinking about it. I love this city.