Crossing a river

No person ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and they’re not the same person. – Heraclitus

Your eyes are closed but you are waking up. Your face is pressed onto the mattress and you can smell it when you take a deep breath. The deep breath is to stretch your lungs. You are still too sleepy to properly stretch but you want to feel the pleasure of lazily stretching your lungs, of slowly waking up. It is more to know that you can be lazy while waking up. There is nothing to do once you wake up; you want to roam around, but there is nothing else to really do. It is all on you, your choices, your ability to beat your own thirst for procrastination. But what use is it to force yourself? You can’t force enjoyment, even on yourself. Continue reading