morning person?

waking while the morning dew sets and the first beams of warm sunlight creeps stealthily between the chinks of the blinds is considerably rejuvenating. my room seems to welcome my return from slumber: shiny-eyed dolls waiting to be held, strewn clothes waiting to be worn, forgotten books waiting to be read. i love to lay in my bed and reflect on the faraway places that my dreams have taken me, where my mind has led me to wander. i'm so afraid to decimate the overwhelming presence of silence that permeates throughout my whole house. but the oppressive emptiness in my core necessitates an arousal of the stillness. i am ravenous and on the search for some sort of sustenance. opening a new bag of cereal is exhilarating. really, it is. i love the smell of roasted almonds, corn flakes, and candied clusters drowned in sweet pure milk. simultaneously listening to tranquil music and enjoying my cereal while watching the day unfold through my windows is a lovely way to start off my day. today, i can take on anything life throws at me. mmhm, all is good.