I hate mornings. Some people think of them as the new beginning, sunrises, getting the day started, etc. I think of mornings as a rude awakening, exhaustion, awful reminders, and monotonous routines.
Here is how my usual mornings go: Wake up, look at my phone and read messages I missed from the previous night (this is usually because I fall asleep mid conversation), remember things I should have done yesterday, add those to my list of things to do today, go through my schedule for the day, get ready, yawn around 40 times, go on my way.
It's the same boring routine every day, and there isn't much I can change. I instantly have a very negative outlook on things in the morning, even things I had a positive view on the night before. I don't know where it comes from, maybe being tired or half awake and lazy, but it's there; Plenty of negativity to go around.
Summer mornings are a little different, because I get to lay around and do nothing most mornings and just let the negativity and hatred for mornings simmer away and disappear completely. Thank goodness summer is coming soon.
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