I love it when the city is still silent. When the sun is just breaking the horizon, the air is cool, and the whole day lies ahead. In such moments, you can calmly sip a coffee, think about something good, and feel like life is not running away.

Sometimes, ten minutes of such silence is enough to completely change your mood. That's probably why I love the morning. It never demands anything in return, but always gives the feeling of a new beginning.

Every sunrise seems to say, "Try again. Today might be better than yesterday."

Have you noticed that early morning brings completely different thoughts than evening?