My favorite time of the day isn't the time where you run from one place to the next or the time where you go out for drinks with your friends.
My favorite time of the day is when the morning sun shines low and bright.
The time where you still are dreary eyed sipping coffee on the porch in the misty morning fog.
The time where the breeze is cool and the day has yet to be warm.
The time where the roads are clear and the town is quiet.
The time where it seems as if you are the only person in the world.
That is my favorite time of the day.