In Defense of Getting Up Early

So maybe you set your alarm for 5 AM on weekday mornings.

Maybe you like feeling a little smug about getting up before the rest of the world. 

Maybe you stumble into your kitchen and start microwaving water for your instant coffee.

Who fucking cares if you buy canned whipped cream for your coffee? It’s not the worst vice you could have. 

Maybe you turn on the local news while peeking at your checking account balance. 

Maybe you write a blog post before 6 AM.

You read some sassy current events from The Skimm and fast-forward to the good parts of The Daily Show. 

You feel a little more awake now. After all, you went to bed at 8:30 last night and got plenty of sleep. 

You post a funny photo to Instagram with a brilliant caption. It took you 8 tries to get the photo exactly right, and you edited the shit out of it, but you don’t have to leave for work for another hour. 

So what if you take your sweet time picking out your clothes for the day?

Maybe you turn the bright lights on and sit in front of the mirror to put your makeup on. Two coats of mascara for Monday morning? Damn fucking right. 

You take a vitamin. You shave your legs. You touch up your nail polish. You read a funny article. 

You take your lovely time, and that’s why it’s gonna be a good day.