When I looked at Jeff as he was getting ready to brush his teeth, I noticed he had a glow that was unusually pink. Like artificially pink. Like there-must-be-something-crazy-going-on-or-a-fire-outside-because-this-looks-way-too-cinematic pink. That’s when I peered out the window and saw the view of the stunning sky whose reflection was the cause of my husband’s discoloredness. Its beauty actually made me run late but it was totally worth it to sit and stare for the only few quiet minutes I knew I’d have. So yeah. This is today’s sunrise over the city and the hint of light that creeped under the curtains of our bathroom window at 7:20 this a.m.