I often meet people who seem afraid of the morning. It's as if bad things only happen to them in the morning. Listen to this. Today I got up at seven thirty am. On a Sunday. I left the house an hour later and spent the next two and a half walking. I saw my hometown in ways I have never seen it before.

- I saw the basic infrastructure of the town market being slowly set up
- I saw the indoor shopping centre's doors being unlocked
- I saw an empty railway station, and empty tracks
- I saw clear, quiet roads
- I heard waterfalls and birds
- I felt free

1 Comment:
That is so true. I love getting up at 5am because its so beautiful and quiet.
P.s. I dont usually get up at 5am just when I have too.
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