Morning Musings

It’s another morning. Some people say waking up is like being born again, you can’t see, you can’t walk…It takes me a while to wake up. These days, I need to numb my brain with a sitcom to get me over whatever night terror it is I woke up from. It’s better than waking up then doing a few lines of a blow+smack cocktail and drinking Gin from the bottle.

I am very grateful for the leisure life I live these days.

So after an episode or two of 2.5 Men, my brain splits into two parts. One part is the verbal part, and it pouts and whines and says “I don’t feel like doing anything!” Then there is the Visual part, where I subconsciously slip in visuals of me getting on with my day, picking up stuff from the floor, then making the bed, if you visualise it long enough the body will follow.