The time is 5:32 a.m. and I am sitting in my recliner, sipping a glass of OJ mixed with Diet Dew (I know...weird combo but it tastes great and gives me the pep I need for morning!). Why am I awake? Because the alarm buzzed at 4:45 a.m. An Advisory Council breakfast at 7:30 a.m. on the Kokomo campus is mandatory for all full time faculty who are not teaching, and it will be followed by the annual Student Engagement Conference which will end at 5 p.m. My drive from home to Kokomo is just at an hour from driveway to parking lot, so allowing for any type of traffic impairment, such as school buses, slowing to avoid possible encounters with deer, and who knows what else, my departure time is 6:15 a.m.
Ugh.
Normally I am a morning person, and the beauty of a stunning sunrise is not wasted when I am around. But this morning is not a good time to be awake. Nope. Not at all.
I am tired. I went to bed at 8:30 p.m. last night, awoke from a bad dream at 1:00 a.m. and was tossing and turning until around 2:30 at least, maybe later than that,.
Ugh.
Ok...lit related post.
A section of Walden addresses mornings, I think. There is just something about the quiet and solitude of early hours, especially in the country. Watching the sun break the horizon and the daylight creep into the nighttime darkness. Listening to the birds converse as the day begins. Smelling the freshly cut grass blanketed with dew. But most of all....looking at the day as an empty canvas, ready to be painted with the activities and journeys taken by the artist (which is each one of us).
When I taught high school, I liked to arrive at the building around 7 a.m. Everything was so quiet, and the halls were still lit with the auxiliary lights. When Glenn flipped the switch at 7:15, nothing seemed the same in the brightness. Slowly noises began to filter through the halls as athletes ran to their lockers after early morning practices or children of teachers lapped the halls for something to do before the morning bell rang. After school hours just weren't the same as that hour between 7 and 8 a.m.
Time for me to move out of the recliner and finish the preparations for departure and the start of my day. Still dark outside. In fact I have checked the clock a few times to be sure I am actually supposed to be awake right now. In 30 minutes or so I will be on the road, driving southeast to Kokomo, anticipating the long day ahead. Hoping for a beautiful sunrise to make the drive spectacular!
Have a good one!!
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