This is my favorite time of day. Early. It’s quiet except for the hum of the computer and my fingers on the keyboard. I love the sound of typing. I love sitting here, the day ahead ripe with possibility, with my cup of tea and the sun slowly breaking out my living room windows.
I’ve always been a morning person even when I was a night owl during my college years. With age, I am no longer capable of staying up until 3am and then waking at 7am to be fully functional. Oh, I can wake up but I’m never quite right. Like that time I forgot to wear underwear to work and I had a networking meeting – which I attended (underwearless) (I’m sorry Mom) and possibly still
a little inebriated. I enjoy the occasional night of debauchery but they are few and far between. My body can’t hack it. My mind isn’t interested.
I get my best thinking done first thing in the morning. As I’ve grown, I’ve learned to “sleep on it” because the brashness of my youth no longer serves me. Like last night when I wanted to email someone I am no longer speaking to because a sweet memory came flooding back and I was momentarily no longer angry. Instead, I turned my computer off and went to bed. To sleep on it. And now, upon waking, I see how detrimental it could have been if I had carelessly shot off that email. Because sometimes it takes sleep to wake me up. Finally in my (almost) 35 years I have learned that it’s ok to keep quiet. That sometimes it’s for the best.
So tell me, what’s your favorite time of day?
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“The sun came up with no conclusions/Flowers sleeping in their beds/The city’s cemetery’s humming/I’m wide awake, it’s morning…” -I’m Wide Awake, It’s Morning, Bright Eyes