Simon, my orange tabby, is telling me it's bedtime with his serious, slightly impatient facial expression. He is sitting in front of me meowing persistently & staring at me. Bedtime!! Bedtime!! Is how his meows are translated. He will also do this if I sleep in. It's so cute. In the morning he will sit just outside the bedroom door staring and meowing over n over trying to get me up. I can't resist.
Years ago a friend suggested to improve my depression to try going to bed at the same time every night and wake at the same time in the morning. I didn't think there was any validity in it but I figured I would give it a whirl. Sure enough, some of the depression lifted. I guess my body really does like consistency, when it gets in rhythm it got easier to fall and stay asleep and I would say wake up but I enjoy the silence of the mornings and the coolness of the morning air. It soothes me and I incorporate it into one of my self-care routines.