I always wake up early. Even on Saturday. Yes, Sunday, too.
By early, I mean 4:00 or 4:30. Once I'm awake, I canít stay in bed. I start thinking about all the things Iím working on, getting ideas, feeling productive. You canít just lie in bed, feeling productive; youíve got to open the Mac, start producing. I get up.
The world feels different at five in the morning. Full of potential, ripe with possibilities. No disappointments. Not yet. I am powerful, able to accomplish.
Morning is my time. After noon, I just pretend.†