Of all the divisions of the day, you are the best. You have coffee, breakfast, and the morning news shows NBC Texas Today, The Today Show, and Imus in the Morning-- which is becoming my favorite.
In you, morning, I can think the best about the people I have the worst trouble with, for you have protected me from the hard reality of face to face interaction.
Here's an ironic thing. One of the reasons I love you so is because I'm one of the few people who love you so. Yet the only way you could be better is if more of the people I cared about loved you more. Does that make sense? It may in the afternoon.
Well, since you are here I must now leave and move on to the time and place where I'm forced to shed the innocence of you.
See you tomorrow,