

I’m an early morning person. In summer, it’s a blessing. 5am and the birds are chirping, the sun is just peeking over the horizon, you can jump out of bed, naked and warm!
In winter, early mornings feel so surreal. Everything is dark and quiet. I feel sort of naughty, like I’m not supposed to be awake. I don’t dislike it, it’s just another kinda of feeling - a lonesome mischievousness, reserved only for me… or so it feels.
Is anybody else an early bird like me? Or do you prefer to stay tucked up in your little pocket of heat until the sun rises?