2002-07-31 - Dawn

Dawn opens up with a slight rumble, as of a lazy earthquake trying to come up with something in the way of an aftershock, a slight buzz which signals the unisonance of the nearly the whole world softly dozing before the sun becomes too harsh and too high in the sky. I woke up nearly every two hours, trying to adjust to sleeping during the nighttime, and eventually gave up when the sun decided to bleed into the sky, bringing softer shades. It is an odd thing to be just waking up at this hour rather than just going to bed and an odd thing as well to be getting hugely passionate over things I experience nearly every day.