i used to think that only the late late hours of the night were magical... the last year or so... i have fallen in love with the time between the dark of night and the light of day.
i like being awake when the sun comes up. i like the quiet out my window and listening as the world wakes up. there is a guilty little pleasure in pouring my first cup of coffee after i've been awake for 2 hours and hearing the alarm clocks of my neighbors go off through the wall... after i finish a painting i've been working on all morning.