Sunrise

The not so wee hours of the morning

Last night's night out got a little out of hand, but in a nice way. We pushed on through the night, out of the club (in the non-strict sense) and into the living room, danced and finished the leftovers from dinner. Then a small core of us summoned our last reservoirs of stamina, having somewhat sobered up, and headed east for the sunrise.

Our patience was rewarded with a cumbersome sun, evaporating away any remnant of last night's sky, and silhouetting the seemingly frozen, thin clouds. Magic.