lazy mornings. (02272010)

repost from nini.


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...are the best.

waking up to the sometimes too eerily silent condo is one of the few calming things i get to experience nowadays. i guess i don't appreciate silence as much as most people do. but the rare times that i get to, i really get to. i love movie-moment mornings. yet i'm not a morning person. there's just something about the bright morning sun nudging you to wake up that tells you this is simply romanticism in action. and you suddenly feel you just can't miss it.

this bed is possessive. it never lets me go. it's also never made up decently.

outside, the busy world beckons...

...and a busy world it is. 

but hey, there's always grass.

but i'm fine in my own little world. moki...

...where i get connected everywhere else. thank you weroam. even though i loathe your slow-ass sometimes. it's a love-hate relationship.

the real world beckons as well. work had to happen. on a friday. yes, i know. it's oxymoronic to some degree. work and fridays are two words that should be officially be banned from knowing each other. it should be made illegal. he who commissions that should win a nobel.

casual fridays and all i had were polos. what a sad closet in the condo. i miss my closet at home.

i had the rest of the day cut out for me.

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lazy mornings are divine. the rest of the day sometimes feels they can be skipped.