I usually get up, but sometimes I grab a book and my sketchbook and settle in under a quilt to read for a bit. Usually with Blake by my feet. He loves being under the quilts.
Sometimes, I get up and open the curtains and then I go back to bed. There is something quite magical about the inky twilight darkness of dawn. It feels like I am the only one awake and the day is full of potential.
It is the perfect time to be half awake and let my thoughts drift in any direction they like.