A morning walk always makes me happy. I regularly walk at night with a friend of mine and I enjoy those walks too, but for me the morning is where the magic’s at. I love being up and watching the sun just starting to peek over the houses. I love walking past all the coffee shops and see the still sleepy-eyed staff carrying out all the chairs and tables, preparing for the day. I love passing other people in the morning and giving them the ‘morning’ nod and smile. No teeth, not too much smile – just a little twitch at the corners. That’s my ‘morning’ smile. Sometimes I’ll even mouth the word ‘morning’. Weird, but that’s what I do.
By the time I return to the house, everyone’s awake and The Architect has got the kids’ mornings started with breakfast. Then he makes me a coffee and heads off to work.
Like I said. A morning walk always makes me happy.