I have to start using my mornings more productively. No more just getting out of bed, onto my bike and off to work. It’s the only part of the day when my brain is actually my own. It’s before it gets filled with all the endless assignments, task and other stuff that I have to perform in my daily life. It’s when there is actually some juice there. I need to have some juice for myself and by myself. All my life my Dad has woken up an hour before the rest of the family. He just sits by the kitchen table and has a coffee while looking out at the lake outside the window. I can see why he treasures that hour so much. I will, too.