morning runs

i'm not a morning person at all but there is nothing more exhilarating then waking up in the wee hours of a winters morning where the sun is beginning to shrug off the blankets of darkness and begins to cast a dim glow over the barely waking city. When everything is still that gray blue and the light begins to dance in the morning dew, climbing into the car with the heater on low and having the windows down so that icy coldness numbs your nose and awakens you. Being soothed by the tunes of zee avi in her mellowed voice.