Mornings

I wish I was a morning person. I wish I could wake up at the break of dawn, some warm summer morning. I'd sit in my back garden, listen to the birds and sip a cup of tea in my pyjamas. I wouldn't have to rush around, or worry about being late for the rest of the day, I could just take it in. I'm sure those quiet morning hours are some of the most inspiring of any day, I just can't get myself up in time to enjoy them. 6:30, maybe 7:00am would be perfect. I always mean to. I set my alarm and promise myself that tomorrow morning will be different - tomorrow morning I'll take the time to appreciate the coming day, quietly and contemplatively. But, of course, my alarm goes off, and I think...10 more minutes...I can spare 10 more minutes...