Welcome to my 5, 5, 5 series. The objective of this exercise is to write five lines five times a week for five weeks about anything. Habits don’t create themselves, after all. The frequency & length remains from post to post, but the topics will be varied. Read my introduction here.

Wk 1 Post 3

Sometimes I wish my whole life could happen under the covers before 5 a.m., without worry or concern for what might shake me within the other 17 hours of the day.

That moment when I start to stir before I am supposed to be up, with my eyes just fluttering open in complete darkness.

That moment before all the practicality of the day ahead squeezes the romance out of the dawn.

This is the moment I wish I could stay in.

Is it life or is it us that does the squeezing?