The sun rises...even on this rock.

I was lying here, waiting. Because there is nothing else to do. No way to climb up again, no way to climb down. And no way I wan to fall down again; not now.
It is chilly here, but sunlight can be seen not so far away, disorted by the small drops of water hanging in the air. It brings some warmth to my skin.

I feel like running into it and dissapearing into nothing.

The sun is rising.