
I believe that there is a certain point where you just can't push something to happen. For instance, mornings. In the morning, if you push yourself too hard to wake up and don't allow for some groggy time then you could end up in a bad mood. That's how I am anyway.
I actually really enjoy mornings. It sounds really weird but I do. Especially getting up and walking around outside right before the sun comes up. There are many miserable things about a 15 hour drive to Chicago (especially the part where I have to drive through Nebraska, I really don't like it) but waking up really early and hitting the road in time to see the twilight point right before the sun rises is a truly beautiful thing to me (and also the only thing that makes driving through Nebraska bearable--it's actually beautiful). This picture is not Nebraska (obviously), it's Utah in the morning.
The air seems different than during the day or even at night. I'm not sure the point where it would change but it feels clean and crisp, even in the summer--refreshing.
There aren't many people out either which can be kind of settling before a rush of people. One time I was driving back from downtown Chicago to my boyfriend's house in a southern suburb after going out with some friends that I had worked with one summer. It was kind of surreal to be one of three cars on the road. To see the clouds and water from the lake change colors.
It is that feeling of being alone but knowing that any minute the scene will be bursting with people...well, not any minute but soon. 

I recommend Priscilla Ahn's "A Good Day," this song really emmulates the feeling of "morning" for me. http://www.priscillaahn.com/main.htm
What do you think of morning, the song, or sunrises? Cheesy, I know but when the mood strikes, write about morning huh?