I like a room with a view; a breakfast nook with lots of windows and a table set for looking. Not that I’m really looking for anything in particular, but right after I wake up, when the clock says it’s time to get started but my body says “you’re nuts” I like to stare outback and give things time to warm-up.
I’ve often sat, as I tried to shake the cobwebs of sleep, and thought what would be the ideal view. It’s an individual preference of course. Some folks like a view of the city from high up in their apartment, but a concrete jungle doesn’t appeal to me. Water is attractive to some. The river with morning fog or a lake with ducks clears the morning mind.
I like my mountains, perhaps a field or pasture. I like to watch the animals as they search for a morning morsel. I could sit for hours but life’s schedule never permits. We live a life of timekeeping, so much so that we identify retirement as freedom from a schedule – liberation.
Well, it’s 7:00 a.m., time to get a shower, some breakfast, and then baseball practice. I have a bike ride planned after that and then some chores I’ve long promised Lisa. It’s Saturday and I’ve a schedule to keep…..