week 2 – in the morning

get up in the morning

one of the great things about working night shift is that, other than in winter, you never fail to miss the dawn. that dawn might be the sun rising, it might be the mist getting burnt off above the tay. right about now it might be the sound of the swallows waking up. alternatively it could be a bunch of night shift people taking in the rays (and this on a day like today which commences very differently).

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.                              theodore roethke

set your alarm. watch the sun rise. at this time of day most people aren’t awake. what does that sound like? how does the air feel? or it could be you don’t like getting up. in which case keep your notebook by your bed. write the first thing that comes into your head on waking. it doesn’t have to make sense.

and don’t forget the night just passed.

And wonder we could care
For that old faded midnight
That frightened but an hour                                             emily dickinson

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