I normally hate getting up early in the morning, absolutely hate it. It's too early, it's too cold, and I am not a happy camper. Though, yesterday I pulled an all-nighter (stayed up for about 23 hours) and went to Grand Rapids with my mother. On the way there I caught the most beautiful sunrise. It reminded me how lovely it is in the morning, and made me want to start waking up earlier. Thus, I got up at 6:15am this morning.