Morning has broken

There are two things that I really hate but I'm still doing them. I hate waking up early in the morning. And I hate the cold shower that follows after that. The problem is, I have to wake up early in the morning. Of course the shower part is optional, but I need the jolt of jet cold water on my body and face to fully bring me to the world of the living.

Still, if I have the money, I would install one of those hot showers gizmo, so that at least I could take hot shower instead of a cold one.

For the longest time ever, I've been waking up early in the morning. And here's the thing, I was never a morning person, and I will never be one. During my school years, it was 6am. Then there was college years (which was considerably better) and now working years. I can't wait for the day that I am my own boss, and I can start work whenever I want. Of course, my business would fold in no time. The early bird gets the worm, remember?

I think it would help tremendously if I'd go to bed early instead of 2-3am like I normally do. I guess that's the thing, I never seem to get enough sleep. I always stay up late. I'm like the night guy. Night guy wants to stay up late. What about getting up after 4-5 hours of sleep? Well, that's morning guy's problem. I'm night guy. I stay up as late as I want.

Of course, the funny thing about sleeping is the moment you're in your bed, trying to go to sleep, a thousand thoughts pass through your mind, like trains going in circles. I once saw this toy train in Toys'R'us where the train went up and around a mountain. The tracks swirled around and around, and at the top there was this cute little station, with cute little people waiting for the train to arrive. And wouldn't you know it? Once the train reached the station, it didn't stop at all. Those poor little cute people! Still, I would love to own that train set.

Anyway, that is my stumbling block. I can toss and turn in bed for hours before my mind goes wandering off to a distant planet where I find it hard to catch up - that's when I started to drift away. Therefore, to avoid all the unnecessary wild imaginations, I prefer to hit the bed around 2am, when I know I am really tired, and I have to keep telling myself that I need to fall asleep so that I won't be sleepy the next day at work.

But don't you find it amazing how sometimes your brain can conjure up so many thoughts in a split second, giving you splitting headache? By the way, I think that's how the term splitting headache came by, don't you agree? Too many thoughts in a split second equal to splitting headache. Somehow, my mind seems to be on the utmost alert when I'm trying to shut it off. But then again, you don't really shut it off totally when you go to sleep. That's how you ended up with dreaming, your body is asleep but your mind is wandering.

But that is another tale to tell.