Every morning. Without fail. The reset. For me it’s almost like a complete reboot because the internal processor that is my brain does this total cache-ing of whatever negative energy or static was effecting me by the previous day’s end. Thus, mentally and emotionally (maybe not physically as I am a middle-aged man) I awake completely refreshed, happy-go-lucky and with a positive mindset for the day and very little-to-no nasty residue from the day before. This can be annoying (sometimes I’d like to hold on to that intense energy from the day before) but I can’t deny that it’s a good thing too. Comes in real handy if you need to apologize the next day for how you acted the day before, or on the flip side of that, be more receptive to the mea culpas of others.
By nature I’m not what one would call “a morning person” because I always (well, used to) stay up late and I’m not exactly anxious to rise early to go to work, but in the last couple of years as I’ve eased into middle-age (and have a weekday grind that starts a 8 AM) I’ve found that even when I don’t need to rise early on weekends and days off that I’ve been rising well before my preferred 10 o’ clock rising time of the good ol’ days (of course that may have something to do with my falling asleep earlier than planned like some old man). This earlier awakening happens by default now but I appreciate it because as a sunshine kid I do like to enjoy as much of the daylight hours as possible as well as those ‘quiet hours’ in my house as they’re perfect for thinking, reading and writing without distraction and interruption. The universe knows my eternal struggle with distractions.
Anyway, good morning to the two or three of you reading this after it posts. I am reset for this glorious new day! Here’s hoping it’s not downhill from here. I need tea.