there are those days when i wake up early....rare as they are, i cherish them...

i like those days when i have the time to laze about in the bed , jus a lil awake yet a lil asleep. trying to catch the remains of that sweet dream....

looking out the window, i see the sky playing peek a boo with the leaves of the coconut trees, my sleepy eyes see diamonds shining through....

jus to lie in bed..and listen ....simply listen to others wake around you!!

those morning sounds ....i miss coz i am last up on a normal day

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its sad that i dont wake up early more often....

then again...

could be i enjoy these precious mornings more coz of the rarity of it..

those slow days

there are those days when the time seems to stop and you are simply existing like in a limbo. though you see people around you, active and creative. the urge to simply be and not be a part is so strong that though slow a day the end is closer than you thought. yet life around is more interesting to observe when one is not participating. in the group yet apart .to observe . to know that you r simply watching and not participating. for to participate would mean that the haze be removed. a haze which is to be enjoyed ?.....