Early.

The sky was barely turning purple when I drove into work today. Knowing the sun is about to come up is comforting somehow; seeing deep magentas from the top of a deserted Seven Corners...and what? Do you hear that? That's nothing. That's driving inside the beltway at 6am. It's quiet; there's nothing but you, your vehicle, and the tick of the light when it turns green.

And your mug of coffee if you're lucky.