Wednesday, January 18

MC²

My reading pattern is by far one of the best examples of how my habits persevere, no matter how interesting or disinteresting the subject matter [book] is.

If demonstrated on a graph, the length of time being the horizontal axis and the number of pages being the vertical, the line would start off and stay very close to the bottom of the scale until it reaches seven-eighth of the book. The line will then shoot up dramatically and in a short span of time, reach its finale.

For some things, time is a really important factor. Like waking up in the morning and knowing that you are not ready for the day to come. No, not just yet. It works out well that time waits for no one. Let it pass. Let the mood of the morning brew in you. Let all your systems come alive.

Th...ahh!

With a *stretch* in between.

Start your day the way you want it to. Start. Force not the world's imperatives on yourself. And you know you are doing it right when you are comfortable with whatever it is that you are doing.

Hrm [hrm], this blog is starting to look questionable.

Here's to letting the music play.

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