Watching the sunrise after a sleepless night

I stayed awake far too last night, thinking about things I could not control. Instead of forcing myself to sleep. I eventually sat near the window and watched the sky become lighter. The sunrise arrived quietly, without asking whether I had solved anything. Somehow, that silence made my thoughts feel smaller.

Nothing in my life had changed by morning, but I had changed slightly, I realized some problems do not need immediate answers. Sometimes the mind simply needs time to settle. Watching the sunrise reminded me that every difficult night eventually reaches morning, even when we cannot see light while inside it.