Change is a part of life.
It really is the only thing that is constant.
And the irony of that statement bites.
I am not a morning person by choice or nature.
There is something about getting up before your mind wants to that makes it difficult to wipe properly, which can lead the lazy to developing unintended swamp ass.
However, I am a morning person by profession, it seems. (And yes, I wipe.)
Getting up at 5am is never easy.
Its a lot like the idea of shaving your tongue.
You would never do it, it sounds ridiculously painful and dangerous.
There are a few mornings that you feel like it might be necessary.
There is a fine line between being functional and being awake.
I can usually straddle the fine line between.
But it ain’t easy.
A stop for morning coffee is always welcome, but the early morning rush at Starbucks is an interesting one.
There is a line of people waiting to get into Starbucks when they open.
Nobody talks as they wait for the door to unlock, they just scuff their shoes on the ground and stare into their phones.
Its a little eerie.
The only speaking I witnessed was a woman having a short, angry conversation on her phone.
I clearly heard the words “Screw you” before she hung up.
As the door opens, everyone shuffles in lined up in some sort of unspoken, pre-agreed upon order.
The cashier, normally talkative, is oddly quiet.
Kind of like she knows that is not part of the job at this hour.
Nobody tips, that part I noticed as well.
And then, I figured it out.
Civility and all of the other social niceties that we have learned throughout our lives are still asleep.
Give it an hour and take a look at the same scenario.
You will hear pleasantries and civil dialogue.
People will look each other in the eye, rather than down at their feet.
But not now, its too goddam early.
I notice that cell phone usage is at a minimum.
Even that empty headed time eater needs a few more brain cells to operate.
The cell phone companies would cancel mornings if they could, it seems counter productive to maximum cell usage.
The only people up right now are naturally occurring morning people, environmentally induced morning people and parents of small children.
That last one being noisier than the rest.
Me? I am the second, my kids are grown, thankfully, otherwise, work or not, I would be up, missing one of the few benefits of rising early.
There is a certain vile beauty to the world at this hour.
Its quiet and serene and seems a little cleaner than during the rest of the day.
Not that anyone gives a shit, they’re still asleep.