Orange Sky

There is something wrong with the sky. I rose out of bed in partial darkness, overlooking a sunrise that looked more like a sky on fire than a sunrise. Its eight AM, and the sun is barely visible, its glow blocked by an unseen, yet very visible sight. I draw a breath - the air feels weird, like its thinner, yet thick. I rub my eyes - they feel so dry and itchy. A look in the mirror tells me their…