Morning

I agreed to help out with PE this morning at work.
PE starts at 6:45 a.m.
I got off of work last night at midnight.
It's not very smart, I know.
I was really annoyed and upset this morning because I didn't have enough sleep, I was tired, and whatever. I was just grumpy this morning.
I bundled up and was walking to work in the darkness of 6:30 cursing the world.
I cursed everything. I was mumbling under my breath as I was walking to work. (On a side note, it would have taken longer for me to get the frost off my windshield than it took for me to walk to work.)
In the middle of my cursing the morning, the weather, and life in general, my gaze lifted from the ground to the sky and I saw the big full moon hanging in the sky. As I walked, I looked up towards the heavens and my mood started to change. Then, shooting across the early morning sky, I saw a big beautiful shooting star.

As I left work this morning, the sky had light up with pink and blue tones as the sun was beginning to rise, and I looked off to the west, and I saw the full moon setting. The moon had taken on a rich yellow tone, and since it was so close to the horizon, it appeared to be much larger than it had only an hour and a half earlier.

This morning was full of beauty. And I don't often get to see what the morning has to offer. It makes me want to be a morning person.