A Playful Misconception, A Childhood's Dream

Reading the wordsmith that is Jason Mraz always make me want to write something here. Though I’m not thrilled at all he’s using Blogspot, but still I want to thank http://www.freshnessfactorfivethousand.blogspot.com/

It’s been close to a week that I keep waking up too early in the morning. What’s early? 6.45a.m. I usually wake up around 7.30a.m. and I’d be all set for the day. But lately, I wake up still wishing I could go back into slumber-land and my eyes just don’t want to greet the morning.

It must have been a month that I haven’t had good quality sleep. After coming back from Cambodia understanding quantity versus quality, I have been enjoying fully-rested, quality, refreshing sleep. That’s how I started to wake up in the hour of 7 instead of 8 and still feel fully recharged. I have gone from needing 8 hours of sleep to just 7 and 7 felt even greater than 8.

There could be a number of factors contributing to my agitated subconscious. It could be because of the dance performance which was last Saturday, so that should be out of the question by now. It could be because of a significant person but lately that shouldn’t be an issue anymore. Work? Doubt my subconscious cares that much.

By right, I should be sleeping soundly ever since last Saturday but it’s completely the opposite. Especially yesterday night, I had trouble falling asleep and ended up with my head at the bottom of the bed. (Weird how just by changing the direction I’m snoring can induce sleep or relieve insomnia.)

Another factor could be my sinus problem acting up again after stopping the nasal spray usage. I wake up to sneezes that come in no lesser than 7. And throughout the rest of the morning I’d be sniffing and sneezing and wiping my nose. Like right now, my left nostril is filled with wet mucus. And I’m starving. It’s only 11.16a.m. But thank goodness power lunch is soon.

Hmm… what a rant.