5 p.m.
because we should notice the little things in life, right? my favorite time of the day is probably 2 a.m. next to that, i love 4 a.m. and 5 a.m. these times are perfect for solitary thinking and conversations with yourself in bed and for reviewing your day, your life and your heart in silent words and mental pictures. 5 a.m. is especially beautiful, though. i love watching 5 a.m.'s. i'd stand by the window and watch the world as the day begins. i wouldn't be thinking of anything poetic, actually (because this is the first thing that people would often suppose). i'm nothing if not literal. but i'm writing this because today i looked out the window and realized that it was a lovely 5 p.m. not my usual favorite time of day but the weather was dewy and unobtrusive. it was gray but it wasn't a damper. or maybe it's just so to me because i like the rain. and it occurred to me that my 4 a.m.'s were wonderful because they were shared with others. the 4 a.m...