Waking up

Do you know the pain of waking up in the morning, when you exactly know what you have to do, and why you have to do it, despite you'd rather stay for even a little while in a warm, soft, safe bed? In winter the pain is even greater - the lack of sunshine in the morning, and frequently visiting the sky - huge amount of clouds, rain and greyness - are not helpful.

Every day, from Monday to Friday, I have to wake up in the morning, pay a visit to the bathroom and prepare myself physically (also psychically) to go to work. I suffer the lack of sleep, which I always feel the most when I have to move from my bed. I hate 7am darkness and sad weather outside my window. But today it was different. You can say that it's my consciousness, which keeps my thoughts around the word "Friday" and helps me to go through the last hours to the weekend. But still - it's dark, it's cold, and I should be absolutely tired as I went to bed very late last night. But I am not.

That state of happiness and the energy to live, to be "back on track" and to go on despite everything happens to me not as often as I wish it would. The more glad I am having mornings like today's one. And I think, it was just (or as much as) a really good evening with him, some quality time spent together. Seems to be not a big deal, just a movie watched together, and a cup of cappuccino on a bus... but it changes my life for a couple of moments into a state of euphory and gives me an amazing amount of joy and energy for the next few days! Thank you sweetheart :)