Weeping may spend the night...
... but joy comes in the morning.
Sunrise from the Delaware & Raritan Canal towpath, Match 20, 7:30 a.m.
Thank you all who reached out to me the past day or so. It really means a lot to know that I'm not alone.
I'm not out of the woods yet, but I'm okayish. Working out today helped for sure. I do it primarily for mental health. I need me some dopamine.
I'm going to New York City for work for the week. I plan on jogging on the West Side jogging path. I could use a change of scenery and that's a pretty extreme change. Of course, I'll be taking pictures of the sunrise.
Sunrises are so important to me. They're not promises. They're gifts. They let us know that we have another day. Their beauty makes a point: This is not normal. Life isn't normal. It's amazing. The odds that we exist are astronomical. Grapple with the bad, acknowledge the good, appreciate the beauty where you can.
There is so much beauty in this world.