Get Up

“I have these friends some that I hardly know, we had some times I would change for the world.” -rise against

The quite stillness. The calm emptiness. Those firs hours around dawn. The world is ours. Before the cars claim the the roads. Before the strollers and suits take the sidwwalks and paths; before lap swim gets filled with the old and the young and fat turn the pool into a bath.

This is our world; before its there’s and they don’t even know it. It’s planet sport. The world is our play ground. They see us coming home, sweat covered and smiling and can’t understand what we have that they don’t. Get up. Go.

Foto: sunrise in the fall.