When your eyes flicker open, granting with world permission to get lost in the galaxies that reside in your irises, the sun streaks across the sky. The frenzied ball of fire races each night around the Earth, just to be the first thing you see when you awake. And it brings hope, and because of that, no matter who you are or what you've done, for one perpetual moment, what happened yesterday doesn't matter. All that is relevant is today.