Just Being Me

  After two days of high winds, we finally got a nice soaking rain overnight.  The morning was cool with a slight breeze blowing over the Bay.  The sky, however, stayed heavily overcast making my sunrise visit to the pier a bit dismal.  Then, suddenly, a brilliant light lit up the sky to the southeast far from the sunrise.  This beautiful, fuchsia glow lasted only moments before it faded into darkness again.  The occurrence brightened my spirits immensely as it seemed that the show was performed strictly for me.  It is not often that one can say that a phenomenon of this magnitude was solely a personal thing but, hey, it was.  Figure this.  Even if someone else was out at that exact time and saw the beauty laid out before them, it was not the same view as mine.  Distance, position and timing make things like this an individualized experience.

  Recently, I was chastised for rising before the sun and venturing to the pier.  The person doing the reprimanding was appalled that this was a daily exploit and let me know that "You should not be on the pier that early.  Stay in bed and get rest."  Why?  Why would I want to laze around and miss the one time of day that is without annoying people.  Lately, I am finding that my days are far better without others.  I am more productive, more at peace and much happier overall.  Before anyone claims that I am antisocial, (which may surely become the case in the near future), let me just say that I am finding peace with my surroundings and that peace does not currently include people.  I definitely need a break from the snarkiness, the greediness, the holier-than-thou attitudes and the rest of the drama that others thrive on.  I really do think I would make a great hermitess.