When I was a college student in my early twenties, I detested mornings. Not only did I hate them, but they literally made me sick. If I had an opening shift at work or an 8 A.M. class to make it to, there was always a battle between me, the morning air, and waves of pure nausea. I learned real quick that if I wanted to actually graduate, all my classes needed to be no earlier than 9:30 A.M. Nowadays, I enjoy mornings. Like, really, really enjoy then. I love waking up nice and early, even on the weekends. I even feel bummed when I oversleep. The miraculous transition from Night Owl to Early Bird did not happen overnight. It was a process that took months, maybe even a year. But it did happen. I'm here to share with you how to be a morning person, or at least how the magic happened for me.