‘Dawn sounds like its smell. Do you hear the faint sound of waves crashing? Can you hear the chirps of sea birds flying over the sea? Dawn looks like its smell. Do you see the faint sunlight penetrate through the translucent curtains? Open them and see the sunrise on the horizon. Dawn feels like its smell. Go on. Take a step with your bare feet and feel the wooden floor creak as you walk to the balcony that towers over the shore. Everything you see belongs to you. See the silver lining? Dawn is yours.’ – One Day
