I know it's been this way for a while, but I also know it's changing and so I've been consciously recognizing it and enjoying it of late.
When at Burning Man, it would be the light that would first wake me.
Were it still cool enough in my tent I would go back to sleep but it was pretty consistent that the latest I would/could sleep would be around 8. After that and the tent would be too hot for comfort.
But there was also that sense of... I'm here... the day has started, why would I want to still sleep now that I'm awake!
Sure, when I was sleepy enough I'd catch a few more zzzs.
Now that I'm home, I still wake up most nights thinking I'm there and someone's going to walk in on me naked in my tent and so I pull my sheet over myself half awake before I realize I'm not still at Burning Man and I'm in my apartment, not my tent.
And then I'm a little sad.
But I have liked waking up and having the sun be out.
I've kept my blinds half open, half hitched up (if that makes sense) so that as I'm waking up I can look right out and see the sun, see the day, see the light and it makes me happy.
I like waking up with sun. With light.
And I think that's a good reminder for me to get my "light alarm clock" ready to go. Because it may not be quite the same, but it's better than waking up to pure dark.
But I will say how much I'm loving these lit mornings, and feeling really blessed to have them.
Thanks sunshine... I know you're doing what you can to give me an extendo-Summer and I appreciate it.