Although I did not enjoy my late snowy drive to work, I certainly enjoyed the luxury of lounging around the house for a couple hours before leaving. Slowing drinking coffee, deciding on the next book to read,* hanging out with the cats, puttering around the house... Really, I should have just stayed home.
Think I can achieve that same amount of relaxation if I could pull myself out of bed at 4am everyday? Yeah. Neither do I, mostly because I'll never go to bed early enough to get up at 4am every day.
*I've narrowed it down to The Curious Incident of the Dog at Nighttime, Unbroken: A World War II Story..., The Panic Virus, American Gods, and The Great Transformation. (Right, so I haven't narrowed it down all that much.) I'm still reading Delusions of Gender, which is excellent, but not something I want to read just before sleeping. That's a daylight book.