It seems to me that morning is the most inspired time of the day, "aha! There is surely a new world out there to conquor today, a different one than yesterday. This day, I shall do all that I wanted to do, First of all, the omnipresent to do list running in the back of my head, secondly:
- Eat healthy
- Excercise
- Meditate
- Read and study
- Spend less time on the computer, more time socializing
- Maybe even brush my teeth (ew, gross I don't brush my teeth enough)
- Go to bed at a decent time
By evening a sense of realism, or possibly, a false sense of realism sets in and the lines between today and yesterday and tomorrow become a little less clear, "well, yesterday I got away with doing this" and, "there's always tomorrow after all" and for some reason it's between five and nine that I will eat cookies, coffee, donuts... hop on the compy and play Sims 3 a couple of hours, "Mreh, there's no more time left in this day to do do anything anyway" four hours later, 12:00 AM, I supose I should be getting to bed now... etc
It's in the evening that the high hopes I had for that day, pass on to hopes for tomorrow, I'll do better at all the things that matter tomorrow, really I will. "I have high hopes for tomorrow, I'll even wake up early, 6:15, do my workout, make hubby a lunch, read for a while, and be awake and alert to help the guys on the construction site by 9:15, I'll even bring them ice cream"
Yes, it's 1:14 now, and I have high hopes for tomorrow
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