Sometimes I like to wake up hours before I am supposed to and lie in my bed and think.
I would watch the sun slowly peak and come up through the edge of my window as I sink into a day-dream of my own. Maybe night dreams aren't enough, but here, I don't struggle with crazy weird dreams or nightmares and dreams I don't understand due to my subconscious mind. I control my thoughts and at this very moment between the time of everyone waking and me falling back asleep, everything is calm. There's just something about the calmness of mind that is probably the best feeling in the world. To feel sane in a world of insane.
Just for the moment is
So so beautiful.
The state of tranquility at it's finest.
Serenity.
Just something about the calmness of mind that is probably the best feeling in the world. To feel sane in a world of insane. Time slows down a little for you.
Dawn isn't just my favourite time.
My favourite time is that few hours between midnight to morning. The early AMs.
Well, it is a love-hate relationship.
I stay in Singapore. And this is probably a huge contribution to why I enjoy the wee ungodly hours. No no, not because of the usual 'Singapore is so stressful and all' although it might be a partial reason to my point that Singaporeans sleep really late. I remember that being in other countries, especially western-european countries, my favourite timings were dusk. By then, shops were closing, everyone was tired and lights were going off.
See, calmness is beautiful whenever and wherever but to fully enjoy it, physical quietness and everything comes to play.
I love the times when it's way past my bedtime and all I hear is the whirring of the screen monitors and the beating of my own thoughts.
Why is it a love-hate relationship though? Because calmness doesn't always come. And those early AMs are also responsible for things like bad decisions (ted mosby i gotcha), late night thoughts (taylor swift i bet u write all your songs in my AMs) and losing yourself into the darkness.
I learn to appreciate how peace feels without the usual disturbances of the crazy human brain. (When the brain isn't trying to be funny and making a joke outta me, or overthinking every second.) I stay up well and could go on for hours at these favourite timings.
(Someone once asked: "Could it be that because at such timings, your brain is already asleep and your heart is still awake??")
I learn that such moments of repose, serenity, cannot be felt every waking moment and cannot be controlled. The many times we need it, the many times we cannot find it. Some people have realised that and have tried to maintain an image of calmness all the time no matter what situation. Depending on reasons, example, to be a support to others or whatsoever, these people are still frantic and breaking inside.
Only true calmness can be felt from inside and the feeling is so hard to describe.
Like a break of light through the winter that casts a warm sensation on its glow, it's most beautiful in the midst of white snow and cold. Peacefulness is most beautiful in a crazy crazy world.
Haven't written anything or completed most posts because of how I've been feeling about writing lately!
