I used to think I was a night person.
But the truth is… I’m a morning person.
I love waking up before the sun, when the world is still dark. Lights off. I walk through the quiet of my little studio, grind my coffee beans, listen to the sound, and let the smell fill the room. I sit in my comfortable chair, feet up on the ottoman, window open, drinking coffee in complete darkness.
When the first light hits, I put Simba in his little green galaxy harness and take him on a short walk. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes. Then we come home. He eats his breakfast. And then my day begins.
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