"Photography"

The alarm chirps and I swing my arm to silence it before my wife and daughter have a chance to react to it. It's 4:30 am. It's still dark outside. Through the door I can hear the coffee maker.
"Should I go?" I think to myself. Planting my feet on the cold floor, I rub my eyes to help me wake up and creak to a stand.
I slipped into the clothes that I set out, fill my coffee mug and leave the house.
Standing on a mountain top in the cold waiting for the sun to rise, I realize...
this is what I love to do.