I watched an hour-long sunrise a few weeks ago. As with every sunrise, it was beautiful.

Some of the things I observed that morning feel useful as metaphors.

Things get brighter fast enough to notice a change, but too slowly to grasp it all at once.

The tips of the mountains behind you will catch the sunlight before the sunlight catches you.

We often see ourselves in shadow while things around us are slowly illuminated.

The sun cresting the mountain above and the cars rushing by on the street below — what we observe is our choice.