As I sit at my desk to start work, the sun is coming up over the trees and shining directly into my face. I feel the heat on my eyelids, and my high school typing teacher would be so proud of me as I type this with my eyes closed! The sun is bright in the cloudless expanse. Fluttering leaves cause a strobe effect pulsing through the window. I love sunrise. I love early mornings. I love the smell of new opportunities. I’ve been thinking about light and darkness recently.  In the ...