Breaking of day.™

I probably meant it as a figure of speech. The breaking of day. Where light is born out of darkness. Just a few days ago, my days were pretty dark, some thing bothered me. And on top of that, I spent some nights working till really late on both photo editing and admin for Fotocology. The combination took a toll on me because I was faced with some problems that only certain people can comprehend. Frank was around to listen. I heard his problems and he heard mine.

Nowadays, I don't know which I prefer. I used to think nights are so much sexier and beautiful. But of late, the breaking of dawn is exhilarating. Especially when the weather is a little dampened and the sun seems to find difficulty emerging from the gray clouds. The light rumbling and baritone shuffles of the thunder just makes it all even more cinematic. I watched the break of dawn a few days ago at a certain vantage point near Kent Ridge.

What I took away from that morning as I walked away, towards my car, before driving off was, no matter how heavy your problems are, they collect like clouds. And no matter how much you fight them, they will eventually pour. Problems will always exist. When its too much for them to bear, they rain on you. You just got to be able to deal with it. Dodge, hide, carry an umbrella, whatever. It is foolhardy to go through life thinking that everything will be a bed of roses and that if you try hard enough, problems will not arise.

What is truly important is that you have a hiding place, you have a shelter, you have someone holding a brolly for you, or at least, you know how to dry yourself up after the downpour. As with troubles and hard times, they will always pass. So even if you are wet, rest assured you will air dry come the very next day. Everything too, shall pass, with the dawning of a new day.

Let day break. Don't let the day break you.