witnessing the sun rise over another fabulous day in this beautiful city I call home. The colours of the sky, the freshness to the air, the boats gently bobbing on the water that sense of collective anticipation of others who were out and about with me as they began their commute, morning run or preparations to board their boats.
It doesn’t matter that after witnessing this I ran straight into the 6am local peak hour traffic before battling with on the blink traffic lights on the way to school drop off. One driver from that peak hour rush hustled for street parking right by my back gate and promptly arranged my bins neatly for collection after he parked. The local police were calm and friendly as they helped herd frazzled parents and commuters safely through that intersection where the lights were failing.
I had that sunrise related contentment on my mind and that helped me reframe the minor inconveniences of the rest of the day.