Tuesday, September 30, 2003
k, this might be a stretch, because it's almost 8 o'clock at night, but seeing that you're probably not going to read this in the morning anyway it doesn't matter...coz this is an inspired piece, i was walking to campus early this morning, and was suddenly inspired by how beautiful it all was...so here's my rhapsody of morning.
i love the morning...it might sound crazy and difficult to drag yourself out of bed when the rest of the world is still deep in slumber, but once you do...there's nothing more beautiful about enjoying the morning while it lasts. i love the sounds of morning, the muted conversations, the clinking of metal spoons against porcelain coffee cups, the chirping of birds as they sing their wake-up songs, the soft, gentle rustling of tree leaves in the morning breeze, all play a symphony only morning can pull-off. i love the smell of morning, the air not yet musty from smog, car exhaust and 60-day-old tobacco smoke. the smell of coffee brewing, bitter yet aromatic, and the contrasting smell of orange juice, tart and sweet, screaming "time to wake up!". i love the feel of morning, clean air on my face, the cold biting my skin in a refreshing way, the knowledge that the day is new and a whole world of possibilities lie in front of me...as if in a dream, i reach out and touch. i love the taste of morning, breakfast still on my lips...pancakes or waffles drenched in maple syrup (on a good day) or breakfast cereal drowned in sugar (on a regular one), sweet as the day yet to come. finally, i see morning and it sees me...i want to wave but there's no need to, because it has already taken me into its arms. i walk into the morning, and am glad. i soak it up, it absorbs me, and i start a new day with a glow that does not come from the sun just bidding its cloudy bed goodbye.
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k...obviously i was in a good mood. it's been a long long day since then though! won't go into the details coz i've already done that in one of my previous blogs, and it'll just bore everyone to spell it out again. oh, except i took part in an interesting experiment (yes, i was the guinea pig), had to watch this slideshow of gross pictures (a severed hand, cow corpses, baby with a bloody growth on its eye, you get the pic) that were laced with small, neutral objects (ball, pen, hammer etc), and after that i was asked to recall as many of the gross pictures and neutral objects as i could. they were conducting an experiment to test how emotional experiences affect memory...pretty cool huh. alright, got to get studying before morning arrives again!
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i love the morning...it might sound crazy and difficult to drag yourself out of bed when the rest of the world is still deep in slumber, but once you do...there's nothing more beautiful about enjoying the morning while it lasts. i love the sounds of morning, the muted conversations, the clinking of metal spoons against porcelain coffee cups, the chirping of birds as they sing their wake-up songs, the soft, gentle rustling of tree leaves in the morning breeze, all play a symphony only morning can pull-off. i love the smell of morning, the air not yet musty from smog, car exhaust and 60-day-old tobacco smoke. the smell of coffee brewing, bitter yet aromatic, and the contrasting smell of orange juice, tart and sweet, screaming "time to wake up!". i love the feel of morning, clean air on my face, the cold biting my skin in a refreshing way, the knowledge that the day is new and a whole world of possibilities lie in front of me...as if in a dream, i reach out and touch. i love the taste of morning, breakfast still on my lips...pancakes or waffles drenched in maple syrup (on a good day) or breakfast cereal drowned in sugar (on a regular one), sweet as the day yet to come. finally, i see morning and it sees me...i want to wave but there's no need to, because it has already taken me into its arms. i walk into the morning, and am glad. i soak it up, it absorbs me, and i start a new day with a glow that does not come from the sun just bidding its cloudy bed goodbye.
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k...obviously i was in a good mood. it's been a long long day since then though! won't go into the details coz i've already done that in one of my previous blogs, and it'll just bore everyone to spell it out again. oh, except i took part in an interesting experiment (yes, i was the guinea pig), had to watch this slideshow of gross pictures (a severed hand, cow corpses, baby with a bloody growth on its eye, you get the pic) that were laced with small, neutral objects (ball, pen, hammer etc), and after that i was asked to recall as many of the gross pictures and neutral objects as i could. they were conducting an experiment to test how emotional experiences affect memory...pretty cool huh. alright, got to get studying before morning arrives again!
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