It’s only been a few days into my life away from work, and it’s strange to say that I think I’m becoming a morning person. I’ve always been the stay-up-late-and-sleep-in-the-next-morning type. But now that I don’t have to wake up to something I dread each day, I am enjoying getting out of bed early.
My days are now packed full of things that I enjoy doing, so the longer I sleep the more I feel like I’m missing out on those things. Who knows, I may even start setting my alarm for a time of day that I had preferred to think of as non-existent in the past.
Now before you get too excited, I doubt that I will voluntarily wake up while it’s still dark. There is just something about waking up as the sun is rising, and seeing the first rays of sunlight on my wall as it peaks through the side of the window blinds. I don’t even mind if the angle is just right to shine right in my eyes. Call me weird, but that is one of the little things that I find joy in. #justjoy Then add in the sound of the birds chirping outside my window, and we now have what I consider the start of the day.