It doesn’t matter how much sleep I have or not, the wee hours of waking up is not the perkiest time of my day. It includes me smoothing morning hair into a ponytail, shuffling to the kitchen to make coffee and music.
I don’t speak until after there is coffee.
This isn’t some hipster stance against sunrise, it’s just…what is there to say at 5:30 am? (head shake “no”. shoulder shrug)
Mmm coffee is brewing…
There may be no words, but by god, there is dancing…pajamas and all.
Here is what I’m grooving too now:
Ha! I was silently sipping, grooving and writing this…and I came across this coffee cup on Cafe Press. Haha… too perfect.
Have a good morning!