With the sun rising earlier at this time of year, and walking straight into clear, bright hours, it feels as though the day is born earlier. It's alive by 6.30am. Everything is beautiful, everything is energized. There's no slog; even if there is a slog within myself from those dusky hours the night before, the sun will grab me by my bedclothes and hurl me up towards it. Less sleep is fine because there are less hours of darkness. The world and I are being birthed into activity and we are thriving.
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