I’ve been waking around 6 every day. It’s not great for a night owl who usually goes to bed at midnight.
There’s a combo of things: the planes are louder in the cooler autumn air, the upstairs neighbour lets their dog bark out on the balcony, the garbage truck for some reason is coming really early multiple times a week, and the construction site down the road has tradies grumbling into my street with their bloated American utes from about a quarter past six.
Brisbane really is a morning city. We don’t have daylight saving time, and we’re pretty close to the easternmost point on the continent so the sun really rises early. Tomorrow it’s at 6:05. Summer it’s earlier. So people are used to starting early.
It’s probably why we have such a breakfast culture here. I caught up with friends at 7 on Monday to celebrate T’s birthday. We went to toms.kitchen, which is attached to Queensland Ballet and has a really sweet garden dining setting. But it was wet so we ended up where we ended up, and being school holidays there were a bunch of kids in tutus streaming past us for some sort of competition, all the while old mate with his leaf blower did a full circuit around the building blowing crap off the paths. reeee! reee! reeeeeeee! Not sure if that was my favourite, but the company was good and I’ll be back.
I’ve also been enjoying working out early. My gym opens at 5am every day, but it closes at 9 on weekends. Usually I’d be very lucky to get down in time to work out on the weekends. But when I can just wake up, have a hot cross bun, and stroll down when I’m ready it’s such a great start to the day.
Early morning workout, then a pad thai from the markets. A sprinkle of MSG takes it from “yeah alright” to a religious experience. I’m having a good morning.I’ve always wanted to be a morning person, but I just love the night. And I don’t do well with routine.
I want to do all the revenge bedtime procrastination. I want to stay up until 3am playing music and writing code while the rest of the world is still. I love the peace of it; the low lighting and the white noise of the city in passthrough mode over my headphones, completely one with the dark.
Then some fuckwit with a modified exhaust hooning it down Montague. Can’t have everything I suppose.
But for a week now I’ve been a morning person, and it’s fine. Even if I don’t have much of a choice. And it’s just ticked past 9 and my home automations just turned off most of the things in my house so I guess that’s my time. Good night, and I hope you get some sleep yourself, friend.