Pearls

Henry woke up at 4:30.... I woke up at 4:30. Henry went back to sleep. If I wake up in the night I can go back to sleep, that is, if my mind stays in that blank woozy state where things are all mushy and thick. If I think concretely at all, I am up.... for good. So, yeah, I have been up for a while. It's ok though, I kind of wanted to be up early (not exactly that early) but before the sun shows up. School's going to start, my head and body needs to be moving toward that. I walk Chaucer for about an hour before school. Last year that precluded my biking to school, but this year, I think I have worked out a way that I can do both. But it means getting up about half an hour before sunrise every morning. Again, as terrible as that may sound, I am good with it. In my heart, I am a morning person. Its really only TV that gets in the way of perfect morningness. Those damn late night shows that are so good!

I woke this morning and watched a whole episode of Warehouse 13. Then I walked Chaucer for an hour in that stillness before the sunrises. God I love that time, when all the birds are still inactive and everything around me is just waking up. When its still cold out and even in August, I can still justify throwing on a barn jacket. Morning is for waking, and if you can manage it, some mornings your soul can wake as well as the rest of you.

This morning I hiked for an hour, rode my bike for five miles, made breakfast, showered and dressed before anyone in this house was awake. This is good.

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