Not sure the last time I've seen this side of 5 am. After fighting to get back to sleep for 2 hours, I decided I might as well get up.
My body seems to have it backwards... My internal system should be 8 hours behind, not ahead. But perhaps it has been the excitement of the last few days.
Being back in the UK. Reconnecting with family. Being on actual holiday.
There is something extremely precious about being awake when the sun is yawning up. When the birds start their daily cooing. When the world is still.
So although I would like to be dreaming peacefully right now, I'll take this gift and savour it.
The quiet start to a new day.