I’m an early riser. My body wakes up around 5:00 am, and I can’t help it. But it’s a good thing, as I do my best thinking in the morning. With fewer people up, there are fewer distractions.
Because I’m an East Coaster (New York), my travels to the West Coast (usually San Francisco) become a blessing and a curse. (Mostly a blessing, very slightly a curse.)
The blessing: my body really wants to stay on East Coast time, and I’ll let it do so if my West Coast travel is two days or less. Waking up at 5:00 am EST means I wake up at 2:00 am PST, and that gives me several hours of uninterrupted time when my brain works its best.
The curse: At 8:00pm PST, I turn into a pumpkin. Therefore, I try to close the day relatively early, when most West Coasters are just beginning to start their evenings. In the mornings, when West Coasters are just beginning to sip their coffee, I’m ready for lunch.