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Instead of telling you about how it feels on days when I am on such an emotional swing as I am today, I am going to tell you that I am
Right . . .
Your time of day has a split personality -- sometimes it's sweat-streaked and loud, and you're on the dance floor, getting your third wind, and shouting lyrics like you'll never run out of energy. You are the time of night that carves itself into your memory forever, because you'll never forget how much you love these people and this moment and this song. It's not always about unforgettable parties, though. Sometimes your late night (err? early morning) burst of energy happens when you're home alone. Those are the times when you say, "I flat out refuse to go to sleep until I finish reading this book, or typing this page, or reorganizing my entire closet." In either case, you are the time of night when it feels sort of forbidden to be awake, but you love accomplishing something special long after everyone else went to bed. And hey -- you can always catch up on sleep tomorrow, right?
I went and had a lunch menu (at 3 pm) at the Japanese restaurant to get over my low low low and down position on a swing. Miso soup and all the plates (no matter the colour) for the price of the 3rd out of 5, if you know what I mean. They were eaten out, the chef started making them, but there was a table of four sitting "before me" around the "belt" and they grabbed everything new that came their way, so I mostly had maki with cucumber. It was worth it, the same chef was getting ready for the night and was cutting fresh fish and all kinds of other stuff was going on, so I just watched him. And talked to my sister. She got my "this week at work really sucked and since when do I sob at my workplace?" speech. Sorry sis!
I´m off to take a walk and try and write something. Have a nice Friday!!!
Right . . .
Your time of day has a split personality -- sometimes it's sweat-streaked and loud, and you're on the dance floor, getting your third wind, and shouting lyrics like you'll never run out of energy. You are the time of night that carves itself into your memory forever, because you'll never forget how much you love these people and this moment and this song. It's not always about unforgettable parties, though. Sometimes your late night (err? early morning) burst of energy happens when you're home alone. Those are the times when you say, "I flat out refuse to go to sleep until I finish reading this book, or typing this page, or reorganizing my entire closet." In either case, you are the time of night when it feels sort of forbidden to be awake, but you love accomplishing something special long after everyone else went to bed. And hey -- you can always catch up on sleep tomorrow, right?
I went and had a lunch menu (at 3 pm) at the Japanese restaurant to get over my low low low and down position on a swing. Miso soup and all the plates (no matter the colour) for the price of the 3rd out of 5, if you know what I mean. They were eaten out, the chef started making them, but there was a table of four sitting "before me" around the "belt" and they grabbed everything new that came their way, so I mostly had maki with cucumber. It was worth it, the same chef was getting ready for the night and was cutting fresh fish and all kinds of other stuff was going on, so I just watched him. And talked to my sister. She got my "this week at work really sucked and since when do I sob at my workplace?" speech. Sorry sis!
I´m off to take a walk and try and write something. Have a nice Friday!!!
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Date: 2010-05-22 08:45 pm (UTC)And I am better now, I just needed a day without work so . . . and I just laughed in the sushi bar, really there is only so much one can do about common sense of others (or their ability to fight their hunger;D)
I will!
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