The world is such a beautiful place, indeed!

Having insufficient sleep (what's new right?), waking up to a cold morning, dreading for the morning tute cos of the awkward tutor, poured hot milk tea over my hands and dirtied the sleeve of my winter coat... And the thought of the 60+ worth of pages to read on music psyc that's kind of skewed and biased. Urgh!

But once I stepped out of my room and out on the streets, it doesn't feel that bad anymore. People were walking around, drinking coffee, cycling, driving, rushing for classes, gorging their breakfast, the sun, the wind, the open air and the freshest air with coffee aroma (maybe just my imagination)...

Then I felt so much better and hopeful. Such environment impact eased my morning angst and Monday blues. I thought it was so much better than waking up to realise that half the day was gone.. And to eat breakfast which lasted till dinner. At the end of the day, I realised that I did nothing productive.

Love mornings like that. For now, back to my readings sigh!!