Last night I was reading in my journal about how much I miss reading in the morning. I still do! When I was in school and had class in the afternoon or a day off, I would start my day with reading. Most often it was stuff for school, but I loved it! I've come to realize those were really special times.
I had my ritual of fixing breakfast, then a cup of coffee and finding that space on the couch or maybe outside where I would sit for the next hour or two reading through my assigments for the day. I loved being there with my thoughts, journal nearby in case anything started to churn. I'd occationally gaze out the window and assimilate what I had just read.
This morning I had a little bit of time before I had to leave and I thought, "Ah! I can read!" I only spent about 15 minutes on the couch but it was fabulous. It really helped to center my day, not feeling like I had to rush out, and just being with my thoughts...its the simple things that I don't want to miss!