I love early mornings. The stillness of the world clears my mind. Cleanses my soul. Loved ones and neighbors are still asleep. Sitting within the quiet, it's as if you are the only person in the world. But there's no loneliness to this isolation. It's a comfortable state of being.
Spilling erratic thoughts into a free write is therapeutic. Enjoying a cup of coffee by yourself is like getting back in touch with a good friend. Insurmountable problems of yesterday are a little more manageable.
I love early mornings. I just hate waking up.