Another Friday on the Roll!
Getting up early to move my car to make way for someone else car really pissed me off. I was there in my warm bed and suddenly I was awakened by this strong disturbing force telling me to do what I should I have done the previous night itself. Why does the 'nights' always feel so good.. with all the freedom to do anything. We just get lost during the night sometimes; unleashing ourselves. Feeling invincible. But its the mornings that I hate the most. Especially when you don't have the liberty to just lie there and continue with your beautiful sleep. I drag myself out of the body. Initially my body denies what I say and that happens almost every time. Should I be happy that another Friday has finally arrived or should I be sad about the days coming in so fast. It never hits us but as the days pass by, we take it like a droplet that drips.. ultimately filling up the bucket. I guess thats how i differentiate an optimist and a pessimist. It was another lazy sunny afternoon toda
