Why do I keep doing it? I don't have a camera, and I certainly don't have the time during the mad morning rush. But I love dawn, and every time I glimpse a sky that is not grey or black or dull, I grab my phone and run up to the attic to catch the moment.
It's also a sign that I'm feeling better about life.
When I was feeling low, I stayed up really late. I didn't want to see the dawn, I didn't want a new day to begin. I didn't want to be faced with the same set of problems and no solutions. Now I've (mostly) accepted that my problems are not going to go away, and I've just got to deal with them.
I'm not quite ready to embrace each new day. But I can face it fairly calmly, and deal with things as they are, not how I'd like them to be.
Who knew that you could see so many spectacular skies from over the Dublin rooftops? Yet one day I hope to escape from the house while it is still dark and watch the sun come up over the sea.
I love Dawn. Do you?
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