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after nearly two weeks of not getting up at 445 for work i got on the bike today and couldn't believe how much daylight i had. tomorrow i'll do a full ride before work, not bad getting up 30 minutes early to do a spot of work before the day hits. the sky was just dawn colored today. not the cool colors i'm accustomed to at the commute hour. for me to see the octopus' work i'll need to get out before 5, maybe some singletrack when the trails try near the solstice. after that it's a steady downhill until december whe nwe start up again. pretty depressing that the days get shorter starting in june. i miss seeing the colors of the sky right now. two weeks without the indigo makes me wish for less daylight, i thought i was late today, there was that much light. i wonder if the octopus knows how much i appreciate the color, does he know how much i like what he does? the inky glow keeps me warm, some mornings the thought of the purple-black sky is all that gets me out of bed. the stars breaking thru as i roll under the canopy to show me what daylight isn't. daylight sleeps to hide, afraid of what happens just before, scared of the dark and all that comes with it. the different animals and the different nocturnal projects that daylight doesn't know. the octopus keeps it all straight, coloring the sky to give us all the chance to see what it's like under his canopy. it's there if you want it, go see what you maybe didn't know was there.