Morning world (putting “Good” in the front is optional)

I found myself in a rare situation today. I had to be somewhere at 5 am.

Usually I don’t even wake up until 7:00 am.

What surprises me every time I am driving so early is the amount of people who are also alive at this time. I don’t think the birds where even up chirping yet.

This morning I saw many people out happily walking their pets ( I think some of the pets were pissed off to up so early) , I saw many people driving to work and felt blessed I never find myself in their shoes. I saw some people running. I might have the runs at 5 am, but that’s as close as I’ll get! I saw a volunteer firefighting group which made me realize why I don’t volunteer. I’d be no good to anyone at that time anyways. If I’m up at 5 am it usually means I haven’t gone to sleep yet and it was a hell of a party.

In Japan, they don’t have day light savings which for an early riser must be a good thing. I can’t help but feel that it robs most of us an hour of extra play time in the evenings.

In Hokkaido (Northern Japan), they actually have volunteer daylight savings.

Now this makes no sense to me!

They’re trying to encourage daylight savings but making it a choice is not the way to go.

They’ve got to set rules!

Imagine knocking off work an hour early because you’re one of the few who decided to follow the time changes. What a day today, huh? See you all tomorrow”!

Or, showing up early for a hotel check in? Who’s right in that situation? As a country, they have to either choose daylight savings or not.

I love my sleep.

For me, 5 am is a time for dreaming. Getting up at 7 is still unhealthy in my books. That’s why it always amazes me to see the amount of people getting on with the day at that time.

If I’m lucky enough to make it into my 70’s I might be thinking differently. Until then, the phone’s off until 8:30.

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Attack of the killer Pillow!

I bought a new pillow two days ago.

It looked all nice and soft and fluffy.

I brought it home, introduced to my bedroom, and gave it a bed.

The first night I slept it with it, it kept me up all night.

Last night it woke me up at 5am and threw my neck out.

I feel like I’ve got very severe whiplash and now I’m walking around like a robot.  I can’t move my head in any direction.

Who’d have thought a pillow could do so much damage!

Curses soft fluffy stuff anyways!

I’ve evicted the pillow and let ol’ faithful come and sleep with me again.

Moral to the story:  Don’t fix what ain’t broken!