I was up at 1:59am last night, intentionally watching the time on my iPhone's wake screen jump from 1:59 to 1:00. I was screen recording it but the sleep timeout kicked in too soon and i missed it. I wanted to send it to Lauren because we just share numerical oddities for the fun of it.
I woke naturally at 6.24am, which was 1.5hrs later, biologically, than is routine. And I realized there was an opportunity at hand and decided to leverage it. I got up, calmly. I did a brief meditation, and proceeded to make some Chorizo egg-bites I'd been planning to make later in the day. I then got dressed and came to this starbucks to just take time to 'be' and write.
I hate getting up perceptively 'early' yet love the times I do, because the act of getting things done feels so rewarding at the end of the day.
I'll pickup the kids shortly. I'll take Lauren a Caramel Apple Spice and whatever Tommy wants. It's my intention today to make the most of the day with Tommy while Lauren goes to a birthday party. We're all going to see Jo Jo Rabbit tonight. I'm going to make an aggressive effort to be off tech, too. It's a beautiful day.
