My favourite time of day is 12:34. It’s that point when I have sufficiently woken up from the morning, and alert enough before my afternoon drowse. It’s that point when the world is almost asleep, and I am just greeting a new dawn.
It’s been difficult, some days, to welcome a new day. Some days, I just don’t feel in a welcoming mood. I would rather the day stayed away. But the days come on, relentlessly.
It’s easy, some days, to usher in a new day. Those days, I am full of energy and zest. I wish the day was longer so I could do all of what I want to do. But the day ends, eventually.
Tomorrow, will be a new day again.