Praise for them springing fresh from the world

When you work from home at the shore, you can do this before work. Not too bad, right?

This morning at 6:15, I pulled up my leggings and walked into the ocean, sipping coffee and surveying the dawn of a new day. I wandered back and forth at the water's edge until the sun rose just minutes after 7. As I was walking back off the beach, I thought about how all of my life I've described myself as not a morning person, which is not technically true.

Do I like to wake up to someone talking to me as soon as I open my eyes? No. Do I like to wake up and hustle out the door to face a morning commute? No. Do I like to wake up feeling burdened by a to do list? No. Certainly anyone who has ever had the misfortune of trying to enter into conversation with me first thing in the morning would not consider me a morning person. They'd probably consider me a bitchass.

But but but...there are few things I love more than witnessing the dawn of a new day for the simpler reasons like how the sky looks and how quiet it is and for the loftier reasons like all the possibilities and opportunities I can feel spread out before me in the morning. When I give myself time to wake up as the sky wakes up, I am very much a morning person indeed. I love to be up early, alone, drinking coffee and watching the world do its morning stretch...preferably in nature. The don't talk to me don't look at me until I talk to you or look at you morning person. The morning person on my own terms. The morning person with caveats.

It's been a long time since I wrote a blog post off the cuff early in the morning. It's good to exercise that muscle now and again. This has been your last day of the week version of Deep Thoughts...by Jack Handey. Sending good thoughts to all the people in Hurricane Matthew's path. The rest of you, I hope you're feeling Fridaylicious, my friends. Have a great one!