Rainy daysIt's been raining for days... weeks... for ever since I have recalled. The weather had not been merciful to me these few hectic days. Soaking me wet thoroughly in the pouring rain wherever I went. So drenched that it drained out the heat within me. It is indeed tormenting having to wade the pouring rain and freezing wind at 60km/hr.
It's monsoon season here. Unpredictable, cruel, freezing cold, anticipated and forever type of weather. It sure feels nice to snuggle underneath the warm sheet of blanket - all wrapped up in the warmth of December.
Gone when work is on track.... no sleeping under covers 'til noon. It is about discipline. Disciplined enough to get things done and maintaining it's progress. Yes, we need to wake up and make a move to begin the day despite the comfort staying in wonderland. No matter how cruel the real life drama would be for us every single day.
Many reluctantly understand the importance of early rise for the benefit of one own; especially when it's those rainy days. Unable to let go of the sweetest of dreams. Dragging themselves out of bed, cursing under their stinking breath for the need to answer morning calls. Or shook their head free from the budging alarm clock by the bedside. How you wish the battery had died off the day before!!!
That's a part of growing up since childhood. And, when we are ripe with age, we would glance back and go,
Yeah... I just gave up curling under my faithful sheets for the sake of my project... Mighty me!!!
It's monsoon season here. Unpredictable, cruel, freezing cold, anticipated and forever type of weather. It sure feels nice to snuggle underneath the warm sheet of blanket - all wrapped up in the warmth of December.
- poof !!! -
Gone when work is on track.... no sleeping under covers 'til noon. It is about discipline. Disciplined enough to get things done and maintaining it's progress. Yes, we need to wake up and make a move to begin the day despite the comfort staying in wonderland. No matter how cruel the real life drama would be for us every single day.
Many reluctantly understand the importance of early rise for the benefit of one own; especially when it's those rainy days. Unable to let go of the sweetest of dreams. Dragging themselves out of bed, cursing under their stinking breath for the need to answer morning calls. Or shook their head free from the budging alarm clock by the bedside. How you wish the battery had died off the day before!!!
That's a part of growing up since childhood. And, when we are ripe with age, we would glance back and go,
"Oh, those were the days...."
We would speak of experience then again. The ethical manner in the conduct of our personal lives.Yeah... I just gave up curling under my faithful sheets for the sake of my project... Mighty me!!!
Embracing the cold rain... just shivers my soul.
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