i like mornings

ah... i like mornings. it's when i peel my eyes open and haul myself out of the bed that i feel like i'm alive. after all, what's living without pain? (good lord)

and what pain it was, last night, during when i was repeatedly dropping off to sleep. i use the word 'repeatedly' because i was woken up each time i nearly hit the proverbial dream-ground and had a field day. (well. night. but you get my meaning)

as a result i woke with gusto (ish) come morning when i knowingly overslept and was going to be late - and i realise, after i'd arrived at work, that i looked like hell. eyebags galore! my face looked like it was sliding off my skull.

i wished, at that point, i had that dermatologica tube of magic to erase away the bags and dark eyerings - unfortunately it costs $93 and i couldn't afford it.


so yes. i like mornings.

and the best bit about mornings is: if i take breakfast, i will have to (if i can italicise the next word i will) go as the adage "what goes in must come out" is very true in the mornings for me.



truly. that makes me feel better about things almost immediately. ooh i like mornings! it makes everything that happened last night worth it, even though they've nothing to do with each other.




..well, almost.