SunbreakSometimes, as I wake, there's this calmness. Whether it's from you or the morning sun, there's something hanging. It's in the air. It's in the rays that rays that escape the blinds. The dust that flies around in the sun's winding path. Today is just a day. There's no special night planned. No surprises I could think of. Just you and the morning Sun.Tomorrow is just the same. Between the Sun and you, you're both a part of my morning ritual.But on most days, today is just like yesterday...