I "jumped" out of bed this morning when my cell phone alerted me that it was 4:10 a.m. I had promised to take a friend to the airport, and pickup time was 4:40.
I had enough time to throw some clothes on over my pajamas, make some hot cocoa, and start the dishwasher. (I was supposed to do the dishes last night but forgot all about it!)
By the time I picked my friend up, I was feeling quite awake -- which was good, considering this adventure required that I operate a motor vehicle.
Although I wouldn't want to be out that early every day, it was kind of nice. It was still dark, the traffic was light, and the world seemed quiet. And I thought, "It's great to be alive!"
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