It was 3:37 AM when I googled the time of today's sunrise, and not long after when I made the decision to stay up only 2 more hours to catch it.
The sky was dark as I got on my bike and pedaled down to the seawall.
The ocean was still, like a giant mirror had been placed on the surface of the water, and the world was quiet, the only sound being the gentle breeze blowing through the trees.
Sitting near the water on a rock, waiting for the sun to make it's appearance, it felt like I was a part of a magical secret, like it was only me and the world at that very moment.
I waited and waited, for over half an hour to see a magnificent yellow, orange or pink glow that would light up the sky, but it never came.
As I put away my camera and started to bike home, I looked up and saw the slightest bit of pink behind the clouds.
Although that was the best it got, I didn't complain on the 20 minute uphill ride home.
I came to watch the sunrise, and that's what I did. No matter how grand or bland it had been, I still felt rejuvenated and alive. I've been meaning to do this for quite awhile and never got around to it, so it feels nice to have done it.
So what are you waiting for? Wake up at 5 AM to catch a sunrise. You'll be glad you did! :)