Maybe all of the above.  I realized over the weekend that I don’t really know a whole lot of morning people.  People who get up early, as pretty incapable of sleeping in for more than eight hours tops, and are productive, active, and can often find solace and comfort in the relaxed hours of the day in which there’s a good chance that a lot of people are still sleeping.

I am one of these people.  I take a lot of enjoyment in the early hours of the day in which I am often times in my own head and thoughts, and I feel like I can take my time and do, things, at a leisurely pace, thus being vastly more productive than when amidst other people.

This isn’t to say that I am not a night person, quite the contrary, as I do love good times at late hours, and don’t hesitate to stay up until three in the morning if the circumstances allow for it.  It’s just when my head hits the pillow, if I don’t set an alarm, 7-8 hours typically suffices for me as sleeping in, as somewhere around 5-6 is the norm for me otherwise.

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