Rising Early

There is something magical about the early morning. It’s a time when the world belongs to only those few who are awake. And we walk around like kings while others remain unseen in their beds.

Count me in with the morning people. Even before the kids, I liked getting up early. These days I don’t have the choice but feel like something’s wrong if I’m still in my bed after 6:30.

Today I woke up at 4:30 which is a bit early even for me. I think 6 is my sweet spot. 

(Source: shawnblanc.net)