Friday

I woke up this morning extra early. Maybe I’m restless, maybe I don’t require as much sleep as most. Whatever it is… I have been this way for as far back as I can remember.


To me, the morning is paramount. For those who like to sleep until noon- I feel sorry for you. There is something exhilarating about being up, when the rest of the world is not.

The best mornings are when it’s gloomy and cold. Overcast. Crisp. Grey.

Don’t get me wrong, I am a beach bunny for sure… I love the ocean, I love the sun. I love the warmth on my skin.

Grey mornings are meant to reflect. Grey mornings are meant for coffee and cigarettes. Grey mornings are meant for snuggling. Grey mornings are meant for reveling in the pre morning light.

This morning it was grey and so I decided to reflect a bit at the beach. This photo is not a work of genius art, or photography for that matter. It’s just a reminder of my morning, how I started my day and what was rolling around in my head.

Happy Friday!