The past two months have been hard. (Hell, much of the last 18 months has been hard.) I drove towards Buttress this morning, with my mountain of uncompleted school work, and relationship, economic, employment and other issues on my mind. I was somber and somewhat sad, but my eyes lifted from the road towards the sunrise. The deep purple of the horizon gently blended into the pure light of the dawn, over which a clear blue, almost cloudless sky rose.
And I knew everything would be all right.