the moon and mornings

I hate mornings! Most days as the sun is slowly creeping up, as the rays of light brilliantly strike the window it is just a reminder of how little sleep I have obtained. Although I have some crisp memories of early morning drives taking Maliea to seminary as the moon in the east was full on a clear cloudless jewel blue sky. Where the world felt perfect and everything was in place. I need to get back to that point.