I am the opposite of a morning person. For the 15 minutes between my alarm going off and rising from my tomb, no task feels greater than getting myself out of the house and into the pre-dawn darkness. But once I’m out in the world and see the pale pinky hues start to take over the sky there’s a great moral satisfaction in becoming a functioning member of society before the sun does.
i love the feeling of getting up and having a productive morning, even if just that productivity is getting up, getting dressed, and going for a nice lil walk. my job forcibly turned me into a morning person but i’m enjoying it!
i’ve always been someone who has stayed up late at night, trying to make up for all of the time i lost in the day to school, work, etc. but i’ve been waking up around 7 am for the past couple weeks and … i get it now. i never understood morning people but i’m finally starting to see the appeal. there’s something so beautiful about being awake while everything else is so still :)
in tight contention for my #1 favorite physical activity, especially when your willing participant has a good ratio of scalp scratching and head squeezing to hair twirling. Can even outrank sex on a good day.
