Sunday morning
Stepping out onto my balcony, the birds twittering, the air comfortably cool and moist smelling. The sun bleeding color into the clouds. Dew covering just about everything. That soft milky light photographers use to flatter the most flawed subjects, making everything for a while seem uncharacteristically gorgeous. Such an unfamiliar feeling.
Studying lately (and not having to get up for school) has seen my day invert itself, sleeping at 5am and waking at 3pm. It's just easier to stay awake in the nighttime.
Unfortunately papers are still in the morning and I have to rehabilitate myself for the diurnal world. Tossing for 2 hours, I gave up. I'll just have to stay awake till tonight.
Studying lately (and not having to get up for school) has seen my day invert itself, sleeping at 5am and waking at 3pm. It's just easier to stay awake in the nighttime.
Unfortunately papers are still in the morning and I have to rehabilitate myself for the diurnal world. Tossing for 2 hours, I gave up. I'll just have to stay awake till tonight.