Mornings Approaching Winter

My thoughts this morning, when you remove the sleepy grumblings, were, "What? No! Where is the sun?!"

I think Beijing and our beloved sun must be quarreling. It's pitch black here before 6pm, and the sun is no longer glaring through my window at 5.30am. In fact, right now, it's 7.30am, and it's barely there. This is gross. How am I supposed to be able to get up in the morning at 6.30am for youtiao if it looks like nighttime? Luckily, the youtiao soaked in zhou are so good that they alone are able to make me drag myself out of bed in the morning.