Last Friday I had a very productive 2.5 hours in the library working on a pretty major assignment. I got it nearly done and felt pretty proud of myself since it wasn't actually due until this Thursday. I was almost a week ahead!
But then...over the weekend my hard drive died. Not the most fun thing ever.
I had a backup from just before school started, so while I lost a few pictures and my notes from classes thus far—the damage has been fairly minimal. Except for all the work I had done on that assignment. That part definitely is not feeling minimal right now.
Needless to say, the last few days have been a bit overwhelming as I've tried to redo that assignment as well as keeping up on my others between classes, work, and sleeping.
But that's not the point of this post.
This morning as I left my house to catch the bus (earlier than usual so that I could arrive when the library opened) the sunrise was beautiful. I wish I hadn't been running late so that I could have taken a picture of it! The sky was cloudy, as it often is in Seattle, but there was a break in the clouds near the horizon. As the sun rose behind the mountains, there were just a few minutes where it shone through that break and created beautiful orange and pink streaks across the clouds. Gorgeous.
And now it's risen far enough to be hidden by the clouds again and we're back to gray. But there it was, for just a few minutes; the exact few minutes I was walking to the bus stop.
There's a life lesson there. Something about watching for the breaks in the clouds, or that the sun is always behind the clouds, or remembering to appreciate the beautiful moments. But I don't really have the brain power to spare thinking about life lessons right now, I've got to go
re-find some 16th century French Chansons.
Just thought I'd tell you about the sunrise. :)