Midnight Dawn

It was likely the first time I stayed up through the entire night and enjoyed it. I watched the sun rise and listened to the birds sing their morning greeting. No artery constricting stress caused this, just simple lackadaisical ignorance of the clock. The sandman missed me last night. I expect to feel the repercussions of this venture into the twilight as I go about my day today. But right now as I sit and look at the watercolor of pinks and oranges staining the sky above me I feel no regret, I feel no pain, I just feel adoration for the beauty in this world that I often am blind and ignorant to. I don't always have to wish and long for something "other"; what I need, what we all need, is here and now. The difficulty is forming the ability to deal with the mental focus it takes to truly view it.