I love mornings. The rising of the Sun, the breeze and the subtle chaos that comes with getting ready to start you day, the happy triad of a splendid morning. Throw in a waking toxic cloud of puff-puffs and a run-of-the-mill bucket hat to cover the rowdiness of a post-sleep hairstyle, and I am ready to face the world, or a least try to. Hey! There’s always the next morning, unless you oversleep till 5PM.