early morning starts without the prospect of the surf for three long days.  i drive down the freeway, its dark, i'm driving through dawn watching the first few rays of sunlight, i drink it up. 
there are people that eat light not food, there's a technique to it, i learnt it. you go through the spectrum, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet. richard of york gave battle in vain. do this at dawn or dusk but never between.
sometimes if you feel creative you can throw in the odd cobalt blue or vermilion but if you feel like being extreme you have quite a few to chose from.

here's something that may help
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_colors_(compact)

i can't really remember anything other than the mnemonic and i think to be honest that's all that's required. it's about intention, imagination and ones sense of will.
i have no idea if this works or effects me in anyway what's so ever, the idea is preposterous but given that lot's of lifeforms can do this, after some consideration has a certain value to me, my objective is not to eat light only to see if i can, its vitamin d at worst. that's a form of energy, just like food. 
sometimes i find my mind just defaulting to this exercise as i cruise down the highway, it's not about really reaching the destination, it is the journey, because often there's enough information in the journey to be the destination.
anyway's i eat some light but i rather be in the surf catching waves.

the next morning is overcast and my drive feels like an english country road, i cruise in slow and easy observing a lot of police cars, their flashing lights beaming through the mist like a lifeboat in an angry foggy ocean. 
i'm listening to my breathing this morning, doing some pranayama, my mind slowly empting, cleaning itself, focused.