Mental chaos mornings
6 Sep
Good morning alarm clock. Shut up. Hello sunlight pouring out around my tacky blue curtains. Eyes squinting, shuffle across the tile floor. Greet the little ants crawling under the back door. Ahhh, delicious; hot stagnant alley air. Clock reads 7:35 am. Yawn. Mindlessly look around. Open half-size refridgerator door. Stare in for a few seconds. Soymilk, museli, apples, bananas, tofu, jam, bread. Grunt. Close refridgerator door. Groan. Check mobile phone; no missed calls. Smack the ant crawling on my shoulder. Pick up a book and read a few lines. Too early, put the book down. Peer out the open door. Wonder if the neighbors are watching you. Flip on BBC, scan the breaking news. Lay on the unmade bed. Curl up. Roll over. Not tired, sit up. Glance at the folded yoga mat. Quickly look away.
LACK OF MOTIVATION
I’m experiencing something that I can only describe as a lack of motivation. I have ambitions here. I have goals. But in the morning, with the hot sun and the musty AC air, it’s nearly impossible to clear up the brain cloud that fogs me over.
MRumianowski