Sunshine in a cup

I choose to wake up 2.5 hours before I have to be at work.

And to wake up to the sound of Janis/Joss/Melissa wailing Cry Cry Baby.

It's freezing cold outside, so I open up every window in my flat

and let the fresh air do its stuff.

I water my plants while I salute the early morning light

and its beautiful red streaks all over my city.

And after a dull attempt at sit-ups,

I jump into a steaming-hot shower, where I lather up my hair

while dancing to an excellent mix of 80's beats.

And then I make myself a coffee.

A good one.

Just to make a fresh start.

Is it a waste of time?

...of sleeping time?

Nah!

It's just me.

And my way of living...