It’s not even light out

It’s quiet in the house, the only sound is me gently typing. There was a time when I got up an hour before everyone else just to get some writing done. I don’t seem to be able to re-ignite that habit just yet, although it is what’s happened today. It’s not even light out, although it could be one of those days that won’t ever be, we’ll see. I’m going to use this time wisely, after I hit publish on this post.

I hate mornings, I really do, but being awake before everyone else, before the day starts, is both rewarding and useful.