So It’s Dark, Who Cares

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Well, I do… but I’m trying to get over the dislike of the dark morning and value this time as mediative or a time to be productive.

I hate (and I don’t use that word often) dark mornings when I have to get up before I’m ready, but this week I have been finding the dark mornings somewhat comforting. A time I almost look forward to. I’d say it’s because the city that doesn’t sleep, does actually sleep in my neighborhood and I quite enjoy the quiet of it.

I like going for groceries or getting coffee before people come out and make the day noisy.

I revel in the quiet buzz of traffic before the honking starts.

I enjoy people’s morning moods, as they are still waking up before the stress of the day begins.

I take comfort in knowing that the time is mine. No one impeding on my morning thought stream for at least a little while. No voices or demands, just the white noise of my air purifier. I can chose to participate with the world at this time, or not.

I hate dark mornings – I said so this morning. But now thinking about that nice time I spent laying in the dark, letting my mind wake up, thinking insignificant thoughts, waiting for the light to come – I was missing what could potentially be the best part of any day. So I’m going to learn to like dark mornings. Love is a strong word, but maybe one day I will love them.

4 thoughts on “So It’s Dark, Who Cares

  1. Positive reflections of dark mornings let you dream of what you will be able to do as the sun rises, perhaps lucky enough to observe a magnificent sunrise.


  2. Perhaps you need to think not of the dark morning but the beautiful dawn you are awake to see – the rising sun on a day of possibilities. Besides here the dark mornings aren’t so bad – remember home when you got up in the dark went to school or work for the four hours of light and returned in the dark? Those were times to hate the dark because you never felt the light/sun… 😉


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