summer mornings
on exercising or working out:
if god meant us to reach our toes, he would've put them higher.
i've been so lazy for the past few days. since i left highschool, i felt so free and bored at the same time. but i did become such a bum.
my sleeping hours have been prolonged, alllmoosstt indefinitely. to the point that when i wake up, my whole body aches, almost numb. this was probably how sleeping beauty felt when her actionstar of a prince arrived to sweep her off her dainty, lazy, pale and unpolished feet.
i spend, rather waste, thirty minutes everyday trying to get up to my feet. i just lie there, conscious that i might drown under the sheets, basked under summer sweat, wary that time's ticking and im just staring at my white ceiling (wondering how an ACTUAL footprint found it's way there. joking aside, there really is a dusty grey pair of foot print their!), waking other people up via mobile phone (care of 24/7 Unlimited Sun), waiting for some invisible force to lift me up and do the moving for me. then i get a sudden jolt out of nowhere (finally!) that pulls me to the sink or out the door to start my day.
breakfasts are, as usual, not applicable.
posted by the irresistably conceited Jenni |
