WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOUR OF THE DAY?

I asked a friend of mine "What is your favorite hour of the day?"
And I realized, that I have no days. I have no hours. I have only work.
Perhaps I am too driven.
Cartoons and conversations are fit in the moments between
and are not moments of relaxation,
but moments of repose in choreographed contortions.
Is that a smile? Or is that a fake expression?
Where will my next real smile come from?