- - Friday, February 13, 2004 What a difference a morning makes I used to loathe early mornings. Not slightly dislike, or don't really care for... loathe. I was forever scared and mentally deranged from my childhood mornings, which every day consisted of my extremely, WAY too chipper parental units attempted to wake me with a song. Or a dance. Heck, even a smile would have made me roll over in disgust. I don't know why I've been that way, all I know is that I'm damn good at it. But I'm slowly learning that mornings are my friend. A hideously peppy friend that you try to refrain from slapping every now and then, but a friend even still. I had the early shift at work today, and peeling myself out of bed at 6:30am was sounding good, only compared to it's counterpart - a root canal. I woke up, predictably cursing under my breath, and then I look at my window. DUDE. Pardon my high school jargon, but what a Freakin' off-the-hook sunrise there was! And being the easily amused person that I am, I rushed for my camera. And with that I learned a lesson from that sunrise. I can't let the beauty in life pass me by, especially in this world where we find ourselves screaming at the microwave to kindly speed the hell up. Needless to say, my day was great. And the mention of a three day weekend for me is almost making me chipper. Almost.

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