I love the morning. I love waking up, all groggy, and realizing that it's a new day. I used to think I might be a night person, but then it occured to me, a few years back..
The reason I like the night, is because it leads to the morning. Waking up. Starting fresh.
I love it when I'm up all night, and can see the sun begin to peek out. I love the anticipation of it all. I love how you can see it coming, before it actually happens.
This morning? Particularly wonderful. But then again, they all have been, lately.