I enjoy mornings. I am a morning person.
On an ideal day, I enjoy watching the sun rise. I enjoy the slow, but purposeful pace of the morning. I like to wake as the sun is rising- give myself a few minutes to process the fact that I am no longer sleeping, and make my way out to the coffee maker. I like to make (and eat) breakfast. I like to read the "paper" (since I do not subscribe to a paper, I scope out the online periodicals. Gotta be honest here.) I like to take my time in the shower. I like to enjoy the quality of light that is "dawn."
This video depicts my ideal morning, including ideal birds.
If I am running at a faster yet leisurely pace, I like to stop Satellite or (at least previously) Blackwater, pick up a drip or an americano and the paper (real, this time) and take my coffee drinking/news reading elsewhere.
This video depicts my ACTUAL morning, including non-fiction birds. For real, (not) this (exact) woodpecker lives on our rooftop. He frequents my fireplace around 7:30. E.V.E.R.Y. D.A.Y.
Fast pace = Out of bed, curtains open (it is probably light out by now), coffee on, shower taken, coffee poured, find the keys (they are always hiding on days like this), out the door.
Even faster? Shove a Diet Coke in the purse and hope nobody notices (or cares) that I smell like yesterday's funk.
No matter the pace, I am glad to be up.
BUT, the best mornings of all are the ones I'm not alone.
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Wow! And like when did this love for morning start? Mom
Much agreed, but I havent been having great luck with early mornings lately.
I hear ya!! Mornings lately have been just plain depressing. It is one thing to wake up to a beautiful sunrise or vibrant light embracing life, but lately it is just gray. Dull, muted, stifling, muffling, boring, energy-sucking, GRAY! I'm ready for spring.
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