Typically, I fucking hate mornings. I prefer to sleep until the sun is fully up and I can smell the coffee brewing.
Sometimes though, I wake up early and just *sense* that is going to be a gorgeous, fucking awesome day.
On these mornings, I like to sip my coffee naked, read an inspiring chapter, then start the day with a sun salutation.
This morning was not as ideal - I woke up late, to a power outage, and it's Monday.
I'm still going to carpe the fuck out of this diem though. I hope you do too. 💜