We emerge from darkness.
It is our way, since birth, and a practice we repeat each morning.
Some mornings are darker than others, but nonetheless we emerge.
We move forward.
There are those days when we don’t want to move, we don’t want to wake, or we feel we’ve done all we can and find comfort in the darkness that has allowed us a little rest, or a little peace, or a little time away from what annoys or disturbs us.
It might even be more noticeable on a Monday?
It may be biology more than geography
No matter where you are, no matter where you have been, or what you have done or what you are thinking, sunlight will find you.
You will see more than you need, perhaps more than you want to, but know
it will get brighter.
It is a pattern, like darkness, and one we require to maintain (or attempt) some sort of balance.
Our circadian rhythm is as much about possibility as it is our sanity.
Another day. Another chance.