Most Awesome Morning Caused by My Awesomeness

WOW. It’s 7 in the morning. 6 in Batam. It’s been forever since I’m willingly wake up at this time without feeling sleep-deprived. Nope, no such memory at all. Which basically means.. I’m awesome, to sleep early and wake up early, is good for body (direct Mandarin saying translation). Muahaha.

On another hand, last conscious thought before I went to La la Land is to do assignment in the morning. Which is like, now. But I’ve lost my motivation already. Oh well, procrastination is one of my hobby anyway which led me to always sleep late.

And I had the guts to doubt my self as Judging rather than Perceiving. Oh, heresy!

Yea, I take back what I say last night. Morning is awesome. So long as you had enough sleep and free time. Which might as well as rare as alignment of 8 planets. But one can hope, right?

Oh, and while we are in optimistic-to-the-point-of-delusional hoping, I’d like a time-machine please.To change the past or future? Too boring and troublesome. Why, to take dinosaur home as pet, of course.

And by this rambling I’m pretty sure it’s the morning that befuddled my thought. Yes, must be the morning.

Night, don’t you just love it?

I love the night. I love the mysterious darkness. I love the way street lamps light shine exceptionally bright. I love the companionable silence between me and my thought.

Remind me again why we have annoying blinding sun?

Oh, to remind us not to take night as granted. To brighten the world.  To give plants superpower to create nutrition and those fancy chemical stuffs, which we stole from eating them and animals which eat plants. We stole from those poor, defenceless plants! …by eating them.

And to make the darned cold go away. This alone is enough reason for it to be useful.

I love the night. I tolerate noon. But I still hate the morning which always gives me groggy feeling after waking up. Oh well, time to live is grace I suppose. And I’m thankful for the chance to live.

But right now? Let me just enjoy the night.

Sick. No, not that kind of sick (which can be any kind of sick).

I’m sick. Not totally-unable-to-move from-bed or delirious fever but still, sick.

The weird thing is, I don’t even know the rebellion reasons of my own physical, worldly body. Normally, my body has proper and structured steps, rules and protocols (as befitting of one with respectable and high social status) for sickness (for someone who don’t usually follow rule, my body acted differently. Irony? Karma? Compensation?) :

1. Tired
2. Sneezing and phlegm-ing (anybody had better proper word?)
3. Sore throat 
4. Light fever 
5. If doesn’t get enough sleep and rest, in this state, my body will throw tantrum with heavier fever

But today, my body (it’s awkward calling it ‘my body’, let’s call it The Body) goes from step one, and one night-sleep later, directly jump into step 3 in the morning and step 4 in the evening.

Has The Body caught up with my rebellious nature to rules? Does he want to break free from confining chain, restricting jail of one called Rule?

And yes, I’m halfway at step 5 now. What can I say? I find it easier when there is less voices in my head (I’m not crazy. …..I hope so), which usually only happen in rare occurrences of being sick and halfway stimulated brain tired.

Opportunity is opportunity. (Or just another excuse to sleep late. Heh.)