Why I love waking up at 4:30 AM

No cars, traffic noises, a lousy conversation inside the train about the new political party, the low income of college professors, the bad food services, the  renting prices that jumped over the roof, a football team that lost 8 to 0 and upset the whole country, the best framework, a woman's ass or a colleague's narcissism.
Stories that never seem to end. You keep absorbing and absorbing day in and day out. A brain constantly processing information, irrelevant to some degree. How can a person listen to his own voice in all of this?
In this lousy era, every moment of the day is a constant stream of information all around you. Consequently, you loose your inner voice in this opera theater.
After finishing my last semester as an engineering student and right before finding a final year internship i had a couple of months, just chilling and it got to me. Which led me to stop waking up that early.
I would have my workout late during the day and i was fine with that. Consciously i thought if i am working on my body constantly, it didn't matter if i did it at the start of the day or later in the evening. After all, that was the main drive.
 But i wasn't feeling any better mentally and for an introvert person i was constantly drained and tired. I didn't realize what was going on during those mornings.
After a while i realized that i wasn't charging my body only, but my mind too.
Those couple of hours, every morning, struggling to wake up after five hours of sleep, leaving a warm bed to run in a dark, foggy and cold street, were maintaining an internal balance. Something that i constantly needed, like water.
Identifying what kind of person you are, and understanding your personal needs is crucial to a healthy living. 

Going back to when i started waking up early, it was solely to workout, mostly going for a morning run, i would put some LoFi music and hit the road.
I never saw the hidden beauty and joy of a silent breeze, drinking a hot cup of coffee while smoking a cigarette that feels so unique to every cigarette i have during the day. A couple of minutes in front of a mirror identifying the imperfections in your face. Having a moving library while reading a book inside the metro. Man this book is so good, i wonder if Raskolnicov is going to confess to his crimes. Seeing a different set of people, just starting their day. I swear there's something within their eyes. Those individuals who hit the office so early, a certain calmness and aura to them that fills me up. Look at that beautiful lady, she's smiling back, what a kicker!
Arriving at a clean and empty office, i wonder when did that cleaning lady wake up? And you think you're unique for waking up early Oussama? Here's a kick to make you more humble.
Here she comes, finishing her not so cool job everyday before you arrive. Leave all your so proclaimed intellect and ego-centrism and greet her with a big smile. She's always smiling back, what a tough woman. I should bring her something nice someday, gotta keep that smile on her face.
I look at my watch and it's been four hours since i woke up. I feel like i have done so much already.
A hidden beauty that's within every person's grasp. The only price to pay is a few hours in bed. Something i was more than willing to pay.

I enjoy waking up at 4 am mostly because it's the only time of the day when there's absolute silence. The whole world is asleep, and there's only me and my thoughts.
And i enjoy silence, it's a precious moment where i can listen to myself, get a grasp of my life and have a clearer vision.

You could say i am a morning person, but today i know why..