Is it snotty of me to say that I don't understand people who don't value the exquisite beauty of early mornings? Whether it's sitting alone with first coffee to plan, driving in the dark for a workout in an empty gym, or hearing the first squeaks of the regulars starting their endless trips to the feeder outside the kitchen window - it's a feeling I crave every evening when I hit the pillow. Can't wait to wake up and feel the hope of another day.