If I could choose, I stayed in bed until 07:30 a.m. I can’t, since inspite of all modern knowledge, people still insist that school must start at 08:00. The good thing is though, between 05:00 and 06:00 a.m. the big city is still quiet. As quiet as a big city only gets, that is.
In summer I sneak through my daughter’s bedroom and have a cup of tea on the balcony.
The tea wakes me up; the head is still empty with sleep. Sometimes I hear my neighbors‘ morning prayers from the near by mosque. On Tuesdays, the market people clatter from far away building up their stands. It’s the short, precious time of the day when there’s nothing but me and my lazy thoughts.
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