I Saw the Sun Rise (And I Wasn't Going to Bed)

For ten years, the only time I saw the sunrise was while stumbling out of a club in Westlands, looking for eggs. This morning, I saw it from my balcony with a cup of tea. It turns out the sun is actually quite beautiful when your head isn't spinning like a washing machine. Also, the birds aren’t "screaming"—they’re just singing. Who knew?