Morning

Right now, I am like, sitting in a cliche. It's 6:30 in the morning, raining outside, and I'm using the free wireless at Panera Bread in Eagan. Oh yes, and I'm eating a bagel, and drinking mocha, while wearing my blazer. Why am I here, you ask? Well, I took my dad to the airport so he can go to Colorado to see my uncle run a marathon. On my return home I thought, "I'm hungry." So, I find myself here. You know, I love this time of morning. It's so peaceful. It's just, I don't know, a good time of day to be alone, and just think. Either that, or it's a time of day for good friends. One or the other, depending on the situation. I don't know if anyone knows this, but I love the movie "You've Got Mail." I love it. After Star Wars, it has to be my favorite movie. I can't explain it, I just love that film. Anyways, the characters spend a lot of time in Starbucks. On the special features for the DVD, the director mentions the concept of a "third place" after work and home, and how Starbucks fills that void for some. The Panera I'm sitting in definitely wants to be a third place. And for me right now, I guess it is. One of life's simple pleasures is getting up early, and welcoming the day with a hot cup of coffee, or a cup of whatever beverage you so enjoy. I hope I have a job that requires me to arise this early, just because I feel so much more lively after I know that I did not waste my morning away sleeping. Sure, you're not as tired if you sleep in. But you miss out on this simple joy. Early morning has a sort of built in introspection, a natural relaxation that seems to fizzle out the higher the sun gets. Fighting tiredness opens yourself up to look honestly at things, and each other. I feel very vulnerable this time of day, but also very natural, and in touch with myself, God, etc, etc, etc. I feel as if I'm living my life to the fullest, if only for a half hour. That doesn't make much sense, but it's hard for me to explain. If I ever had to have a heart to heart conversation, I'd do it in the morning. When I propose to a woman, I think I'll do it early in the morning. It's a beautiful time of day, and a glorious opportunity to just sit down, and breathe in the richness of life through a cup of coffee. Yeah, that sounds lame, but I don't care. It's the truth. So yeah, if any readers of this blog ever have a hankering to get up early and hit up Starbucks, or Panera, or I suppose I could even handle Caribou Coffee, please give me a call.