I think that it is really funny how at 4 a.m. the world is so different.
I remember I used to wake up at this time to get ready and go to work when I worked at the old person’s home. I used to get there at 5:30 or 6 in the morning and get everything ready for breakfast. They loved it. They were mostly early risers.
Everything seemed so new at 4 a.m. … there was no traffic and the air always seemed crisp. Sometimes I wish I could still do the 4 a.m. wake up. Today I did, but it wasn’t on purpose.
The one downside to waking up at 4 a.m. is that no one else is awake. It can be a very lonely time. It is difficult to self reflect this early also, mainly because my brain is still asleep for several hours. Hmm …