First Pangs of .......

It's 2:30 am, and I have just walked from my friend's apartment to my own. While most of the sky was black, in the east, there was a good sized line of pink. The sun was beginning to slowly make its way up. Sunrise was technically at 4:46 this morning. But as I walked home in the cool air (probably in the 50s), I could see the first stretches of the sunlight. I liked it. I'm actually beginning to feel some attachment to Denmark, and I'm not eager to leave like I was. I guess I'm profoundly affected by the weather. I was thinking of taking a picture of the late sunset (currently around 9:50) on the day I fly home, and the thought of actually leaving became very concrete to me. I'm not sure I'm ready to just pick up and abandon, possibly forever, the place I've spent the last 5 months inhabiting. While in the midst of horrible February weather, few things would have made me happier than going back to Texas or Oklahoma. But now, with the sun shining and temperatures in the 60s and lower 70s every day, with 17 hours of sunlight per day (a figure that's increasing steadily), I'm not as excited as I was about returning to 100 degree heat and withering humidity.