Morning Light
I love being up so early in the morning. It's so refreshing and the cold is a jolt of reawakening power. I love it because at this hour, I am one of the only people on the road. The night is still and silent, yet it feels like there is so much being spoken to me. The world is definitely missing out.
What I really love is being up at 5:30am back home on a spring morning in Michigan. The cemetary and the trail through the woods begs me to come visit every morning.
I love traveling. Whenever I or someone I know is going on a trip I get all anxiously excited and happy! I'm bringing Pete to the airport because he's going to Boston on vacation for a week. I'm so jealous; the East coast won my heart over ever since I can remember! It's the most beautiful place in the country and so rich in so much history. I wouldn't mind dying in New England. If only luck would play in favor of a bump on my next trip...I will use that voucher for going somewhere random. I'm always thinking of my friends in different states that I can visit. In reality, I'd love to take a random vacation to somewhere I've longed to go and just gallivant on my own. See somewhere new, take care of myself, and enjoy the beautiful life I've been given.