As impossible as it is to pull myself out of the most comfortable bed in the world, each and every morning, its always so worth it. Once the sleepiness begins to wear off, the blessedness of the new day starts to resonate and I have come to really love that feeling. There is just something so peaceful about the morning. Its quiet and its new. I love the thought of a whole days worth of hours ahead that I've yet to use up. Hours with no mistakes in them and all up to me how to use and stretch them.