I am not a morning person. No. It takes a lot of efforts to make my morning. Though my morning has always been in a rush, everything has to be done in order, if not perfect.
I need a good sleep and wake up in a good mood for a start. I need to take a shower and wash away the magical dust that the sandman sprinkled to put me to sleep. I need to blow-dry my long frizzy hair so it becomes friendly enough for the whole day. I need to wear some good scent to boost my mood up and dress my self with proper yet comfortable clothes (mostly jeans and T-shirt, haha).
Last but totally not the least... I must have (it is a mandatory from my self to me) a decent breakfast, and lately, breakfast must include a good coffee. That's all. That's all I need to make my morning. Slightly wrong moves would pretty much disturb me and probably ruin my mood. No body wants to 'wake-up' the sleepy moody bear, right?
And since now is a fasting month, morning is not a good friend of mine. I have told you before that this month, this holiest month, is the sleepiest month for me. And holding on to anger is something always out of my grasp on this month. So, when it comes to bad morning mood, I put a lot of effort to deal with it. Sleepy, hungry, uncaffeinated, and hold on the emotion. Tough, huh?!
Why do I keep whining about this? Am I wrong if I want this fasting month to be over? Can I be accused as a bad moslem? I just want a normal, peaceful and caffeinated morning.
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