Untitled - January 11, 2002 In the early morning hours even before the sun rises, a blanket of silence lies heavy in the air. Even as the stars blink away from the daytime eyes, thoughts leave and turn towards wondering if everyone sees the same constellations with the clarity of this not-yet daytime. On and on, the stars tumble across the heavens until they too, find their place amongst everything else that brightly shines.