Wonderful Sunrise

Monday, Dec 03, 2001

So, having missed the train by seconds again (argh, argh, argh!) I was driving to Hayward Station as the sun rose over the Hayward Hills. It was a cloudy morning, and it was raining in Hayward, but when the sun rose above the mountains it was still beneath the clouds, and it glowed bright and golden and fuzzy, like viscous fire. It was pretty amazing.

Then, on the train, I saw an end-to-end rainbow, the kind that rides high into the sky, the half-circle you can only see during rainy sunrises or sunsets.

Nobody else on the train even noticed. It was just for me.

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