There's something about waking up at 3:45 am, isn't there?
Not something good, necessarily, mind you. I mean, I'm not advocating it for everyone on a daily basis.
But still, on that occasional morning when you need to catch an early flight or just be up and at 'em a LOT earlier than you normally would... I don't know, I think it's kind of nice how quiet it is. No neighbors rustling about, no lights on in the building opposite yours. I'm the only person seeing what I see what right now.
...Granted that isn't much, since it's still pitch-black out. But still.
But where would the fun have been in that?
I'm coming, Malta!