For a brief period of 3–6 months, maybe longer, I woke up at 4:45 AM every single morning. It was wonderful. Those hours before the rest of the world wakes up are sacred. You can feel it in the early morning air. (I even used to go running super early in the morning.)
That was back in Austin. Here in New York City, the city that never sleeps, I’m sure it’s an even more pronounced effect. It’s 11 PM right now. If I went to sleep right now I could possibly wake up at 4:45 AM and get under six hours of sleep. So, I won’t be waking up at 4:45 AM tomorrow or even anytime soon. But I’m going to try to wake up an hour, maybe an hour and a half early, and see how that feels. I’ll get to work long before anyone else gets there and feel some quiet morning air.
Or at least quiet for New York City.
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