The night before last I couldn't sleep so I just stayed up and went to class at 8 AM. As I walked in the bitter cold, for the first time in a long time, I witnessed the dawn. I watched the fiery halo breach the horizon and burn down the night. I felt as if experiencing this sight filled me with phoenix fire and did something to me that no amount of cold, bitter reasoning could withstand. No matter how dark it gets, we can still burn and rage against the dying of the light.
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but the sunsets are amazing.
There is nothing quite like the effect of twighlight. Nothing.