I saw the sun rise in Nebraska today.
It looked like a sunny side up egg.
It looked like how I would imagine the sun would look in China.
It was pink-orange.
It was surrounded by Nebraska fields.
The fields made of black dirt that can grow anything.
The magical Midwest dirt that can do no wrong.
The sun rose with vigor and was ready to brighten our 20 hour long drive.
The sun always rises on the dark night.