I have had a good morning, and after Christmas, I want to share it with you.
I should warn you. Nothing big actually happened this morning. It was a lot of organizing and writing, but nonetheless, here it is.
I woke up at 10:00am. This was after basically napping away yesterday and getting another 9 hours of sleep when I finally decided it was time to sleep. I moved from side to side the last two hours or so, but I knew I wanted to be in bed until 10. I wanted to be well rested. I had a lot of things on my agenda today, and I wanted to make sure I felt good enough, rested enough, and competent enough to do it.
I made my way into the bathroom about five minutes later. I was going to shave my head, trim my ears, shaved my mutton chops, and that whole ordeal. I did not. Instead, I started making a list for my day. A list, which I should mention, this blog is on. It was a simple list mostly a to do list, mingled with a three item grocery list.
While I was doing this, I had turned on Magic Man, one of my favorite bands. The music was lively and upbeat, and even though it sometimes speak of romantic sadness, I think of it as optimistic and it put me in a great mood. After showering, I went into my bedroom and dressed.
Checking the time for my train. I had twenty minutes before I needed to leave. I wrote. I got two of my blog posts done before I even left my bed. That made me ecstatic for my day. Everything flowed relatively easily. However, writing made me almost miss my train. Almost. I rushed out the door.
I walked down to the train, listened to more Magic man, and when I arrived at the train tied my shoes. (It’s a weird sentence, but it happened).
Like I usually do, I read my book on the way from Bayonne to Jersey City. Right now, I’m reading Doctor Who – Alien Bodies, an Eighth Doctor contract novel. The Doctor is at the auction for his own body and the Krotons just arrived.
Once the train arrived at my stop, I walked from the train station to Starbucks. More Magic Man. The last miracle of the day, so far, was when I walked through the doorway at Starbucks. This man was leaving the spot that I like to sit at. I walked over and asked if he was done. He said yes. I sat down my backpack and then got back in line.
Now, I have my coffee, classic almonds, and a place to sit. I am going to spend most of the morning just writing various things for this blog and my novella. Who knows what the rest of my day will be like, but this productive morning has already got me excited to see where things go. It’s a good day, a simple day, but that isn’t bad at all.