The sun always intrigues me, the way it sets after a long day – a giant, burning orb, a heavy heart settled somewhere between the sky and the horizon. Yet it still rises each day, no matter what preceded the present, it still glows in the east every morning – peeking toward a new beginning. I want a heart resilient like that, rising no matter what obstacles caused me to set the day before. And resulting in an explosion so powerful, that all the universe ends.