awakei like mornings in case there was any question. that is i like mornings now that i rarely have to get up at any particular time and now that i don't have to rush to throw on clothes so i can catch a bus so i can be at work by 8am. i like mornings now that i get to decide when waking up ends and work begins.
today for instance though i had to teach i don't teach until 11am and though i had to come up with something to say to them before that time it wasn't imperative that i begin work immediately after getting out of bed or even within an hour of getting out of bed. for a blessed hour i got to sip coffee and slowly let the world dawn on me in all its untapped potential.
because much like doing nothing is only fun when you can think of something, morning is only what it is because it portends what could be really great things but you don't have to do any of those great things right away. you get to contemplate them first.
much of the joy in life comes from such moments of virtuality.
that evening often comes to pass without any particularly great things having come to pass may have some influence on the fact that i often get more depressed in the evenings. there is a point though where the prospect of sleep becomes a great comfort. i would say really the most difficult time of the day is between 3 and 4 pm when you have to give up on your morning grandiosity but there are still a couple of hours begging for productivity. having to do something without that sense of the promise of great things is a terrible burden.
this is the 3pm of the soul.
