It’s early morning, my back aches from the hard airplane seat that I spent three hours and forty minutes sleeping in. It’s early morning and the sun is just rising, the sky filled with red and orange. Gold. I think that it’s the most beautiful sunrise I have ever seen because I’m full of adventures and excitement.
I sit now, in a cafe, on a bench seat over looking the street. I’ve spent the last tree hours walking. Walking around the city, trying to get my bearings. Trying to connect the streets in my mind so I don’t get lost. The sky is grey now, like it hasn’t been coloured in yet. I think that it’s the most beautiful grey because I’m full of adventures and ambition.