Sometimes I wanna be the kind of person who wakes up late but I just can't. No matter how late I sleep at night, I tend to wake up early in the morning. I don't even know why.
Maybe that is why I love mornings. The fresh air, the dew, the sunlight, and sometimes, the smell of wet soil after last night's rain. I love Sunday mornings. I love to go out in the morning either to the traditional market, have breakfast somewhere out, or even just to go to Starbucks or some other coffee shops. I love to see the slack road, I love to see people doing their activities in the morning, I love to see the skyscrapers, I love being in the car and just stare at everything that passes by while listening to some random tunes from the radio. It gives me that happy feeling, you know?