Sunrise Stories.
It’s no longer dark when we wake up. The sun is already facing us with its expressive blaze and over-arching light rays. We wake for the calling of the birds, the sound of the sprinklers in the gardens beside and the buzzing of life round every corner. But this morning, I wake up while it’s no longer dark in my mind. For a time not so short, I’ve been waking with a fear gnawing at my spirit. I didn’t tell you, not to obstruct your peace and everglowing smile. I liked hearing about your dreams and aspirations soaring up to heights unimaginable, because they are a part of your soul that I do not wish to reign but let be. You were the first to wake, perhaps it was the thrill that intrigued your mind from settling into a sleep you needed. I rushed out of bed to prepare you breakfast and squeeze out fresh orange juice into a bottle, allowing the sour-sweet elusive fragrance to tickle my breaths, forming a smile on my face. I wrap it all up into your suitcase with a frown c...