As I stood on the shores of Waikiki just the other day, I was first struck by the neon sky; electric yellow, blue and pink, illuminated by the sun on its descent. I was then struck, this time harder, by the crowds moving towards it, staring in disbelief. It’s a peculiar world whereby we often fail to be aware of things happening around us; things that may not happen again tomorrow, or ever. Yet this sunset – the only thing certain to happen again tomorrow – had captivated the people and brought them together. The sun, as the only constant thing, is a daily reminder as to the fragility of everything else by comparison. Sun, the elixir of life. There are a lot of questions left unanswered, a lot of mysteries unexplained. But I know this much is true; the sun will rise tomorrow.