When you fall asleep in the morning

Usually when someone hears about someone else writing a journal, they normally think of it as a hobby or a passion. Most of the time it gets written in at the same time everyday. Not this "journal".

I strongly believe that a person's writing style changes over the course of a day. Just like the seasons, a person's outlook on the rest of the day is ever-changing. I have been trying to post blogs aat different times and during different moods, because I may not feel like typing at 6:30 in the morning, but it makes for an interesting entry.

Take last night for example. I was sitting on the back porch talking to my girlfriend's mom about movies, and I brought up the blog I was working on. She asked which movies I wrote about, but it was late, and I had no energy, ambition, or manner to tell her about the post. I just shrugged it off and said a couple of movies, whether they were the ones or not. I was not in a mood to think. Thinking comes in waves for me, and even the waves of the ocean cannot control when the mental nirvana of typing comes.

This morning, I was eating my all natural, wholesome, delicious breakfast that was composed of a bowl of Wheaties, half a grapefruit, a piece of "I can't believe it's not" buttered toast, and a glass of Orange Juice, when it came to me.

"Write in your blog," my mind said to me. So, whether it was a lapse of reason, or just the fact that I hadn't entered in the blog in two days, I'm not sure. What I am sure of is the ideology that if you change the schedule you trick the mind, and if you trick the mind you train the body and work out the brain.