“The time just before dawn contains the most energy of all hours of the day. This has helped me become an early riser and an early doer…. When I wake to see that it’s light out already, I feel like the world has started without me.”
~ Adabella Radici

i think Saturday mornings before 7am are a special time of the week. the people Maddy and i met on our walk were definitely still awake from the night before. or recently roused from an uncomfortable snooze on a park bench or slightly secluded piece of pavement.

the street was moderately busy (traffic seems to go 24 hours around here), but people in cars before 7am are different than people walking around at 7am. having some place to go early in the morning on the weekend probably sucks. maybe it wasn’t your choice to get out of bed. maybe you awoke thinking of the other five days this week you answered the alarm call and maybe you only pulled yourself up with the promise to sleep in extra late on Sunday.

but going for a walk before 7am on a weekend with no pressing demands or errands is much different. it’s easier to dwell on the good things. you think of how the chill breeze feels nice against your rosy cheeks instead of the fact that your finger-and-ear tips are completely frozen. you smile and say “good morning” to everyone because even if they are homeless and you have nothing else in common but this early time of day, it is enough right now. you walk an extra block or two because the city busy-ness may continue to swirl around you, but the fog of sleep and caffeine and sunrise insulates you from its’ effects.

sure sure, narrow your eyes (or click away) with a glare. you can throw up a little bit in your mouth all you want. i am one of those disgustingly happy morning people. i’ve also had a sufficient amount of caffeine to ensure i could outrun you if you wanted to give me a good punch in the face.

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