I wake up every morning and immediately think about the previous day. It fascinated me how swiftly things could change. The Earth makes no promises, but it does offer us a sight. A sign of hope. The rejuvenating essence. The cliche, yet rarely seen sunrise is merely invisible to the Western World. But this is no matter of the subject. The earth itself does not judge. We simply hinder ourselves with the pains of yesterday. We ignore the fact that everyday we can reach our hands farther and hold our breaths longer.