Oh mornings why must you wake me?

I like mornings. I don’t like getting out of bed. To be perfectly honest I like the being up early, the getting going and into my day. It is just that moment when you have to consciously take your warm, snugly body out of a comfy, cozy bed and expose it to the cold unwelcoming feeling of the morning.

I don’t like it.

However at 6.45am I was proud of my self-motivation. Even though I did not want to do it. I could have stayed there and slept till my heart was content. I didn’t. I got up.

I even managed to make yummy avocado on vogal’s toast with two poached eggs as well as making a salmon and avocado salad for me and Melissa AND a yummy fruit salad.

Today is long and slow but I shall make it through!

Bring it on!


Life is good.

Cold morning- refreshing though. A sleep in! 8.35. I wake with joy for the prospect that today might be wonderful. It’s a friday… I’m meant to have fridays off. Journalism never stops. That ok. Back out to the river to report once again. I’m going to be late. It doesn’t even matter! 

I breathe… Hay I’d forgotten I could do that. 

The sun is shinning, the clock is ticking… the birds are possible chirping… not that I can hear them. 

I even have time to make breakfast… scrambled eggs and semolina! 

Life is good. 

Life is really good guys.

The day I threw the attitude away.

Today I should have slept in. It just sort of has that chaotic- you’re going to throw your hands in frustration by the end of it- sort of feel to it. Firstly, I missed a ride with my friend because I wanted to eat. I decided it was an important part of my daily function. Then, I followed the ‘must travel under the speed limit incase by some strange matter of probability a large dinosaur leaps out in front of me’. Then once I got past them in a ‘move some’s dying!’ sort of fashion I met the Hyundai. I realized to day, that the logo is just a slanted Honda logo! It is astounding! It was small and white with blue sign writing. It too, decided the speed limit was simply more of a guide. However he did manage to reach it once or twice. BUT he stopped. He was small, he could have fit. But he stopped. He tried to wait for the car that was stopped to turn. He didn’t go past it! I could have gone past it! I breathed a deep sign of frustration at the world. Then my favorite song came on and I was happy. A happy happy person. Transformed into thinking that this day actually had potential. Perhaps it does. I then found the perfect park… FREE! I then arrived at class, earlier than most people apparently bothered to be here. So eating my breakfast after all- it was a good choice to make.
And with that, along with my tired, sad and sorry ass mixed in with hay fever and my stupid thyroid deciding to go a little awol I’m feeling in a ‘I must laugh or else I will end up in a blithering mess of tears.’

Please function brain.