I am NOT a morning person

Ask anyone who knows me I am many things, some good - some bad, but the one thing I am most defiantly not is a morning person. Peeling myself from the warmth of my nest in the ‘wee’ hours of the morning becomes a task that is both physically painful and mentally exhausting. 

It normally takes several alarms set and many attempts before I can even bare to remove the covers and embrace the cold. And thats not even where the hard morning ends, once the light is turned on the challenge is to adjust myself to this unsuspected brightness and make my way down the hall (which by no means is a long walk) without injuring myself severely, many a stub toe has been a result of a hazy morning. 

Then I have to will myself to get ready, make up, hair, clothes… why cant we just have an automatic machine like in futuristic movies where it just zaps and there we are perfect for the day ahead… but no here I am looking for my other shoe, how I am constantly losing only one shoe when I defiantly, without a doubt take them off together and proceed not to move them until I need them again.  

So when I leave the house half bedraggled probably a little late…. or like you know a lotta late I am in no more of a good mood and am now daydreaming of my bed once more and knowing I can’t be in it makes me a whole big irritate-able mess. Little things, tiny details that normally go overlooked suddenly bug me to no end and I have to bite my tongue more that I would admit to not snap at people who probably aren't doing anything wrong…. most of the time. 

Then comes the unstopping yawns, proclaiming to everyone that I am tired, and the little comments like you should go to your bed earlier, or where you out late last night come along, this does not help in the slightest with my annoyance with the world. 

But when I get home and can safely climb back into bed suddenly I am wide awake, unable to sleep I stay awake and content myself with series of tv shows, or a movie… maybe 5, start a book, or an ides, write, erase, write, erase, write, erase. Tweet. Eventually find sleep, and morning is here again. 

For a night owl I am but a morning person I will never be. 

Welcome to 4am

I think for any of you who has read my blog before, I write in drips and drabs with no kind of clear point. I have a million bits of paper filled with half an idea. I am very easily distracted. But today I'm sharing with you a bit of writing that was inspired by all my unfinished work.  

WELCOME TO 4AM

This is the Writing hour
the unseen moments
the writer alone, pad and pen in hand
mind running wild
hurry to scribble everything down, before it is gone
inspired by the maybes,  the what ifs, the could not's
reflecting on the different roads that could have been

This is the lonely hour
where thoughts
drown you
captivate you
confuse you
exhaust you
unsure of what to do
or if you can do it
becoming an empty shell of who you were
you continue

This is the creative hour
full of ideas unfinished, unseen
other worlds full of people who live only on paper
who’s life’s you  write
as a break from yours
These are the moments before sleep captures you
squiggly lines that remember words scratch along the page
thoughts are lost
the notepad falls out of your hand
as you drift off…

-HR ©2014

365 days

                       

It's been a year since the last day of high school. It feels like it was both just yesterday and an entire different lifetime ago we were traipsing up and down the halls from class to class. 

I didn't attend the last day of school, instead I went to my college interview. I proceeded to get into that course and am currently a month away from finishing first year. Time genuinely flys so fast and I feel like I say that a lot each time I post. Because time slips away and suddenly I'm months away from the last time I posted and it feels like no time has passed at all. I can't believe we are nearly half way though 2014. 

I have to say that the last 365 days have had some of the highlights of my life so far. I turned 18, started college filmed a 3min short and a music video, got a tattoo,  met one of my favourite bands Patent Pending, have been to numerous gigs, and had amazing times with my friends.