I have always averred, to Appa's amusement, that I am a morning person.
Now his laughter is provoked by two things. Firstly, he believes that after 5am, it is afternoon. Therefore, by waking up by 8am most days, I am not waking up in the morning. Secondly, he finds it incredibly entertaining that we, as a generation, like to use phrases such as I am "blank" person.
But I digress.
The reason I aver the above (I'm just tripping on the alliteration today ain't I?) is because whenever I wake up, I'm happy. It doesn't matter what time of day, when I open my eyes, I smile. It might not be joy and ecstasy, but it's definitely contentment. And it lasts past the tea-making-and-drinking-ritual, for about two hours, after which life can begin to get me down. This is why I HATE pre-tea confrontation or sulks. It is also why I am so totally at a loss on those occasions that I wake up sad.
I just don't know what to do.
I can handle depression; I can control my more irrational fears and desires, even if I need to let em take over for a bit; I can deal with anger and I can cope with pretty much anything life throws at me.
But when I wake up, like this morning, with tears in my eyes, for no reason, all I can do is let them trickle forlornly down my face and concentrate on not letting my nose run.
awww.huuuuuuuug. you just got your interest free loan AND you can start wearing saris to work in 3 days (ok 4, coz as previously discussed you're not allowed on the first day) :) ummmmmma
ReplyDeleteI'm a mornings person, in that I can't laze around in bed, and I've usually got more energy then than I have by the afternoon. I still wake up some days feeling unhappy though.
ReplyDeletehmm... my first thoughts are usually those of a famous fictitious bowl of petunias: "oh no, not again."
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