Strangely, outside of the minute I get home and The Bean comes running to give me kisses and hugs, the early morning drive to work is one of my favorite times of the day.
There is rarely anyone out driving and I feel like I own the streets. Take my drive around the waterfront to see if there is any activity on the docks. It’s nothing like it used to be even 10 years ago when the places like ours used to be jumping at 4:00AM trying to get boats unloaded so we could get the fish to Boston to make the day’s market. Now the docks are mostly dark. A majority of the fish that gets landed does so during the day at the Auction so there isn’t that pumping of sounds and sights like it used to be.
That’s all fine, I enjoy the peacefulness of it all, having the place mostly to myself for the brief ride in to work.