Getting out of bed in the morning is harder than waking up. In the winter months when its nice and warm in bed, its much easier to succumb to the comfort and warmth offered by the duvet than to emerge and face the struggle into a robe that has been left out in the cold. Having a shower is nice; coming out of the shower is not. In contrast to all this, walking out of the house into the cold, crisp morning is rather pleasant. Being woken up by natural light and having your head cleared by chilled air is a good way to start the day. So much so that it is worth walking a little distance to a bus stop a bit further away from my usual one, just to be able to enjoy this for a while longer. There are a number of schools down my street and its cheering to hear the sounds of children chatting and laughing on their way to lessons. An extra 5 minutes of pleasure before its time to focus on the day ahead. This is my favourite time of the year.
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