What My Morning Sounds Like

A sensory little journey to the beginning of my day.

6:50. The annoying buzz of my alarm clock.
I’ve never heard a not-annoying alarm, to be honest. Maybe they’re supposed to sound this way — just harsh enough to yank you out of your dreams. But still, it’s not the most peaceful way to begin the day. So I get up and try to start it properly.

I open the window.
Cool air rushes in. A soft breeze stirs the trees, brushing against my face. Birds are chirping, tweeting, calling — they don’t even know it, but that sound feels like a real “Welcome to the day.”

I walk from the bedroom to the corridor.
Floorboards groan and creak under my feet.

I open the door and finally see my cat.
A gentle meow, followed by low, velvety purring — right in my ear. I listen to her sing to me as I walk to the kitchen.

The clatter of the kitchen cabinet.
Tiny pellets of cat food rattle into her bowl. She’s the first one to have breakfast.

A click, then the hiss and bubble of boiling water from the kettle.
Hot water pours into the mug, and the tea leaves begin to twirl, swirl, dance.

In the bathroom — splashes of cold water.
It wakes me up, so I start thinking about the day ahead. I don’t even notice the sound anymore — it just blends in.

A few clicks and whooshes to turn on the stove.
What’s for breakfast — an omelet or pancakes?
The fire under the pan has its own sound, like a quiet whisper-crackle.

Chatter over breakfast. My husband talks.
His voice always makes me feel like melted butter — soft, warm, familiar.
It wraps around me like a fluffy blanket, no matter what he’s saying.

I open my laptop.
Turn on soft lo-fi beats on YouTube.
Clicks of the mouse, keyboard tapping — a new day has begun.

Soon I’ll get busy and won’t notice the sounds around me.
Not until the next morning, when that same buzz will pull me out of my sweet dreams — again.

💬 What does your morning sound like? Is it soft and slow, or chaotic and loud? I’d love to hear a snapshot.