Seven AM on a Sunday felt much earlier than it actually was.
I’d been up, by necessity rather than choice, for at least an hour by that point. Post-sleep test, I felt more alert than I had any right to be. (More alert than I actually was, in reality.) Strange how disrupted sleep and off-schedule awakenings distort perception.
It was a fifteen minute wait for a streetcar, so I started walking East. Approaching Yonge and Dundas, I happened to look up in time to catch this reflection of sunrise clouds in the buildings. Prettier than the billboards that never sleep.
By the time I walked another block, the moment was gone. The light was different; the city was shrugging on its harsher day tones.
The streetcar caught up to me as I stalled at the intersection. In the background, the periodic voice of the scramble announced walk like a dog for all crossings.
I was here.
Day 54 #100happydays: AGO
Day 53 #100happydays: Raccoon
Day 52 #100happydays: Reasons to be cheerful
Day 51 #100happydays: Hello Canada!
Rainy Winter City
The random cards have upped the ante... Or changed the game.
Patient pup guards the parish