Morning Light

I have blipped this same view of 50th & Baltimore many times but never so early in the morning, when the cafe opens its doors and the inbound rush hour begins. The light is very different when the day is young.

The temperature was eighty-four degrees Fahrenheit at six AM, and later it reached ninety-nine --ass-melting hot, as I was joking. I was able to get a lot done, and I cared for my friends cats, so the day seemed a successful one.