In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Golden Hour.”

They say you can learn something new every day. Today I learned that 6am-7am is referred to as “The Golden Hour”. Now, 6am is not a time that I am regularly awake for. 6am, or the golden hour, is that time you aspire to wake up at, to go for a run/swim/some other athletic activity, before coming back home to a shower and a healthy breakfast (or maybe a protein shake) and walk to your job as a super solicitor or CEO. That’s the dream, right? In my life, 6am features as that time I set my alarm for when I need to study for an exam, but angrily hit the snooze button until around 7:30am, when I get up, angry for not getting up, and exhausted, because I’ve spent the last hour and a half snoozing an alarm every 5 minutes instead of turning it off and going back to sleep. 6am is the time text messages are sent after a night out that you look at in horror the next morning. 6am is kipping on someone’s couch after a house party and waking up to blinding sunlight through the window with no curtain (can also feature a side of shame and/or regret, depending on why you’re on that couch.) 6am is that final red-bull to finish that assignment you’ve been awake all night doing and is due in 3 hours. More often than not, I don’t enjoy being awake at 6am. But sometimes, 6am is the golden hour after all. 6am is staying up talking so late, that the sun is just coming up, and you realise that you’ve spent several hours just chatting with people. 6am is waiting in the airport for the beginning of a holiday. As a kid, I always remember getting up and bringing a blanket and pillow with me so I could go back to sleep in the car on the airport! 6am is ‘we’re going to regret this tomorrow… but that’s a problem for tomorrow.’ 6am is dreading having to go to college in 3 hours after going to the pub ‘just for one’ turns into ‘the nightclub is free in tonight and I have shot vouchers’ – but not really regretting any of it. 6am. It’s a weird time. The sun is coming up, and you’re somehow caught between last night and the morning after. They say it’s always 5 o clock somewhere… so it’s probably always 6am somewhere too. What does the Golden Hour mean to you? Until next time, Ciara 🙂


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