The sky is blue. That’s normal, I know, but one always notices it more the day after being completely covered in rain clouds.
There’s more energy available from a clear sky, so I’m more inclined to open my blinds in the morning on bright days than on gray days.
It’s important to remember that waking up, whether it’s a blue or gray (or black – space station dwellers sleep too) sky, I’m awake, and alive, for another day. There’s potential. The day can be a good one.
It can be. I can be. We all can be. Let’s be good.