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this is what i notice..
neither alarm clock nor morning appointments could
make me wake up early.
even when i work 8.30-6pm for govt, i would be late for work.

and the reason i sleep a lot,
including during office hour,
is neither obessity nor laziness. (though it contributes a lil bit there)

it's the lack of expectation.
the absence of excitement
for everyday's wonder.

in short.. i was bored.
i had been bored for a long.. long.. time.

but over the last few days,
i would wake up on time,
even when i turned in late the night before.

because every morning,
there is just this strange expectation in me
that drive me out of my bed.
"today is gonna be great".. that kind of thought.

not that anything has changed..
but it's like there is this joy that God wrapped inside my heart.

may this excitement stays forever =)

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