Still, I have never had a problem exiting social functions early to go to bed. Not because I'm particularly self-disciplined, I'm usually just out of steam. I also don't think I've ever slept past 10:30am, and even that's rare. Again, not because I'm particularly self-disciplined, I'm just awake.
I prefer sunrises to sunsets. While I agree sunsets are also beautiful, they're common. Anyone can watch a sunset. You have to actually do something to watch a sunrise.
A favorite part of my time in Boston was my morning walk to work. I would take the bus halfway, but rather than transfer to the crowded campus shuttle, I would walk the last 2.5 miles, through the Back Bay, across Copley, and down through the South End to my office. After a while, I found myself usually choosing to walk even if it was raining, snowing, or really, really cold. I just loved walking through the city when it wasn't quite awake yet. I tried the same walk home after work several times, and it wasn't nearly as satisfying. Most of the day was behind you then, and you were tired and/or cranky. The city is also crowded and loud then, full of shoppers and tourists.
Occasionally, I find a kindred spirit. My friend Christy and I used to regularly meet for breakfast before work when I still lived in Boston. So often socializing occurs over lunch or dinner, but days get busy and those fill up fast. Mornings are almost always free, because outside of weekends, who meets for breakfast? Only morning people.
I at least have non-human animals on my side. The other morning, I stepped out into my backyard and startled some creature off to the side of the yard. Thinking it was the usual squirrel or something, I looked over and was instead surprised to see a large falcon or osprey or something spread its wings and fly up to my roof. It eyed me suspiciously for a while (what are you doing out here at this hour?) and then flew off.
Some observations, as a member of the morning set:
I prefer sunrises to sunsets. While I agree sunsets are also beautiful, they're common. Anyone can watch a sunset. You have to actually do something to watch a sunrise.
A favorite part of my time in Boston was my morning walk to work. I would take the bus halfway, but rather than transfer to the crowded campus shuttle, I would walk the last 2.5 miles, through the Back Bay, across Copley, and down through the South End to my office. After a while, I found myself usually choosing to walk even if it was raining, snowing, or really, really cold. I just loved walking through the city when it wasn't quite awake yet. I tried the same walk home after work several times, and it wasn't nearly as satisfying. Most of the day was behind you then, and you were tired and/or cranky. The city is also crowded and loud then, full of shoppers and tourists.
Occasionally, I find a kindred spirit. My friend Christy and I used to regularly meet for breakfast before work when I still lived in Boston. So often socializing occurs over lunch or dinner, but days get busy and those fill up fast. Mornings are almost always free, because outside of weekends, who meets for breakfast? Only morning people.
I at least have non-human animals on my side. The other morning, I stepped out into my backyard and startled some creature off to the side of the yard. Thinking it was the usual squirrel or something, I looked over and was instead surprised to see a large falcon or osprey or something spread its wings and fly up to my roof. It eyed me suspiciously for a while (what are you doing out here at this hour?) and then flew off.