Coffee tastes so much better when I drink it in complete solitude in a house still snoozing. Even the dog and cat have gone back to sleep to allow me a little more time to listen to the quiet.
Now don't get me wrong, I really love to sleep in on weekends. This sleeping-house-peacefulness doesn't make me want to set my alarm to experience it. That wouldn't be the same. But when for some crazy reason I do wake up early, it is lovely. Simply lovely.
