I haven’t seen sunrise for a long time. Being the night owl that I am, I’ve always been wide awake in the night and haven’t seen sunrise for months (or maybe, even years?) and today, when I saw the sky chasing shades of blue, orange, and white, I have never been happier.
Then I remembered the question my friend asked me last night: what will make you happy? Don’t tell me it’s him.
I have no answer in that exact moment because I only have one reason in mind: the person that made me the happiest before is the reason for my extreme sadness today.
But when I saw the sunrise this morning, I asked myself the same question: what will make me happy?
And I answered: Despite the overwhelming reasons for being sad, sunrise is one reason to be happy. And one is enough. It’s even more than enough.