Sea of Thoughts

The time before dawn

         Being up at 6 in the morning in January on a Sunday means staring out the window at the sky with that lovely shade of blue right before sunrise. It means looking at the shadows of trees and houses in the quiet before waking. It means hearing the sound of your breathing and of the keys on your laptop as you write fill the silence in your house. The world before sunrise is one full of peaceful quiet and of shadows and the breaths of people while they sleep. It's the rest of their heavy eyelids and the hum of the heater in the winter. It's the feeling of coziness underneath warm blankets and heads on soft pillows. It's the world preparing to wake up, enjoying the last bits of rest before dawn. Before the sun comes to rise. Before the birds start singing their melody. Before coffee is made and breakfast is eaten. Before the getting ready for the day. Before time spent with family and taking care of guests. Before all these that are done in the light of day. Before the sun sets again and there is drowsy yawns and peaceful slumber for a new day. This is the time before dawn.