After some soul-searching, which involves staying up late and waking up early to write things and chug vitamin water I find in the fridge, I've only achieved one newfound discovery about myself and that is that I am turning into a morning person.
Not really, but I definitely wish I were. Lack of internal assessments and indie films to edit,screw up,repeat means that I can no longer function late at night too well. Well that's all right. Caffeine is for the mornings anyway (which is irrelevant, because I am staying away from caffeine indefinitely).
Never understood why people wake up at 6 in the morning.. just to jog. Why not save your energy for work? If unemployed, why not jog later? No one is really around at 8. No one is even really around at 6 in the evening (okay, more cars are but why does it matter?). I've asked myself to try this at least once this summer--to not wake up at 8 but rather at 6 to soul-search around my neighborhood instead of, heaven forbid, in my bedroom scribbling away in a notebook. I haven't succeeded yet, because I can't sleep until at least 1, and I need my hours.
So for the first half of today, I wake up, cook, and write while listening to my sister's blasting of Hannah Montana's newest single. Quite plain, but the rest of the day will be unusual. And it's not bad, really. The single.
(Maybe the lyrics are.)
One more week until the Bahamas. Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
