quiet times.

shhhhhhhhhh.
friends,
i get up EARLY,
and that's no joke.
like,
before it's even bright and early;
before there's early birds hunting worms;
before the dawn's early light....
you know-
EARLY.
and as such,
i get a lot of quiet times before anyone or anything else
deigns to rise and/or shine with the morning's onset.
uh huh.
i'm one of those people.
i go to bed whenever, at dusk, dark, midnight, or later,
and i'm still up at the crack, neighbors, regardless.
yeah.
i wake the F* up.
immediately.
i can't help it, either-
it's in my infinite nature to be a wrong-side-of-the-bed
springing bedspring bouncer before breakfast.
it's what i do.
i'm up first, every single time and every single place,
making Tea'N'Toast and typing away at notes and ideas
and doing all my dirt all by my lonely.
the thing of it is,
it IS a little lonely,
lurking around the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
as much as it is also comforting to be the kindly king of my own castle.
kindly?
c'mon.
don't be dumb.
but,
being a despotic tyrant can be tedious, too,
without anyone to tyrannize, or terrorize.
y'all can just take it easy,
since either way the point still stands.
it's just that, on the one hand,
it feels like i've got a whole day to myself,
before day even breaks,
without all the creepery creepiness of being a night owl.
that part is good, for sure.
but,
it also feels like i'm the only one around,
even when i know that i've got company.
y'know?
i'm up and at 'em,
reading and writing and cooking and stretching,
hours and hours before i have any contact with the waking world,
and not because i'm dreaming, but because they are.
jeez.
but really, anyway, who am i gonna call at 5a.m.?
nobody, if i know what's good for me, right?
uh huh.
so i'll let the zzz's get caught by someone else,
and i'll ponder the point of all of this,
in ever increasing illumination, without any light shed on the subject.
yeah.
anyway,
i don't mind keeping my routines,
and it's cool that most e'rybody else prefers coffee to tea,
because i like grinding beans as much as i like steeping leaves,
and i like having the implements and accoutrements of
an expert morning ready and waiting for all y'all.
the makings of a great host are having what you need before you
know you need it.
that's always been the case,
and always will be.
gratitude and generosity aren't time sensitive, either.
so,
i'll be biding my time,
and brewing some hot brown beverages,
and waiting and waiting and waiting for business hours to begin.
it's all really happening, guys.
always;
never quiet, never soft.....