Saturday, September 5, 2015
I'm looking out the window right in front of my desk to a beautiful sunrise. The water is a multi-variate grey and silver, and the sky is a mottled grey, peach, yellow and light.
There is barely a ripple of a breeze. Just a small swell, maybe 1-2 feet, is causing the water to rise and fall like an eternal heartbeat.
It won't last for long like this -- in fact it's already changing. The peach is fading and being bleached out by the sun's intensity as it rises above the cloud behind which it's hiding.
I must remember to soak in these moments and know that there are some things about being underway that I will always cherish.