Don't you all have those moments, those minutes actually, between your good sleep and being awake when you remember or recall the dreams you had that previous night and sometimes wonder how on earth they came to be? In those moments while can last for more than 5 minutes, you begin to wake up, realizing what day it is, what time and with your brain calling back at you, announcing all the chores of your day until you jump up to get ready. Then again, there are those rare cases when you figure out that the free time of your morning is precious and possibly a bit longer than the normal one so you sit back to calm down while repeating to yourself how early it is, how much time you got before work or school or any other chores.
Those are the days I love and prefer, truth be told, although I am a morning person. On those rare occassions, those being weekends, I am rather glad to wake up and take my time with all that I have to do in my list. To begin with, there is nothing better other than tending to myself by putting on freshly washed clothes or a new pair of new PJs after a warm shower, brush my hair, put on warm socks during winter time and even add some perfume, something light in scent, for the final touch. That is what makes me feel like a human person and not a half awake zombie. In addition, a quick round around my own small sanctuary of a bedroom is not that bad of an idea and with some fresh air coming form the opened window, I make my bed befor gathering the laptop upon it for later on. The sunlight simply makes everything better even though in a country such as mine, that is a rare treat but I have come to live with it.
Finally with a fresh mind and awake enough, I run downstairs to greet my dogs, my family and make my own highlight of the day. A warm cup of tea with milk and a bit of sugar for the sweetness we all need or a warm cup of coffee as I prefer some mornings, escorted by a bit of toast, butter and my favorite strawberry marmelade. There is not a better breakfast for me to begin my day with and with my morning routine of the whole week, I rarely get to enjoy such sweet little bits of our lives. Luckily, with my parents occupied by the morning news on TV or in the newspaper, I am able to return back to my own room, accompanied by my puppy who probably plots on stealing by breakfast than cuddle with me. I catch up on the news that interest me, my favorite series, the youtubers I love watching and following or even continue with reading the books I so love if that plot is that interesting and captivating.
A morning routine is what puts it in the good mood or a bad mood at other times. It all depends on how you see yourself and how you allow yourself to wake up and what to do.
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