I'm Back
"Think of something beautiful you saw today, and write about it", he said. I looked at him, thinking through my ordinary day and feeling skeptical about the beauty in editing a presentation for class or a routine trip to the local HomeGoods. "The sunrise was beautiful this morning..." I admitted, knowing that it was a typical answer but not having anything else come to mind. "Yeah, it was really beautiful" he agreed, drifting off to sleep. I sat there for a moment, and then began to write on the erasable board we keep near our bed. A timid, pale yellow creeps up from the horizon, softening the shadows and warming the edges of the austere concrete shapes of the freeway overpass. The yellow is trailed by a bolder orange and a brightening of the skies that brings out the colors of the trees and passing cars. And finally, like a beautiful woman entering a room, comes the brilliant red, heralding the sun's arrival and the start of a new day. ...