I’d one of those perfect mornings this morning where life is almost 100% right. I don’t know how to create these mornings – sometimes, they just happen. Lately, probably via rearrangement of stuff in my life, I have been getting up around 7am – I’m aiming for 6.30 actually 7 is already good – and instead of a) messing around dealing with early morning emails or b) rushing into work I have been c) making breakfast and putting on a DVD. The DVD of choice at the moment is actually the latest surf freeby from some big corporate (I think it’s called Cancer to Capricorn and it can be downloaded from Reef (which I will do) or, is currently stuck to the front of Surf Europe. I buy the surf magazines for the pictures only. And free DVDs now and again.
Anyway, it’s one hell of a DVD, features Mick Fanning, Rob Machado and a bunch of other youngsters I don’t know, and surf breaks in all sorts of nicer-than-Dublin places. And the soundtrack is pretty hot as well and has introduced me to Mackintosh Braun and Blonde Redhead, two outfits I had not hitherto met on my music journey.
So with that, the sun shining, breakfast being made (no pressure) and lunch being made (no pressure) and great music and cool waves to decorate my life, I just felt in the zone where things were where I want them to be.
We spend a lot of time aspiring to stuff. I remember for a long time in my life wanting to be the type of person who did X, Y and Z; latterly one of those things has been getting up early; and although it’s a hard and bitter realisation, the only way you can be that type of person is to get up and do it. So I am. I get up early although to be fair one of the big annoyances for me while I was battling with that was that I used to be. College? 7.10 every morning, relaxed breakfast, whatever radio program (for a long time it was Good Morning Scotland, just to be different). Germany? 5am to start at 7.30. Early morning program via satellite on radio 1, relaxed radio. No rushing. No messing. It fell apart when I was in Paris for some reason and I never really got it back in the meantime although I came quite close in Brussels where the morning routine tended to work like a star.
To be honest, I don’t even worry too much that I still get to work at around 9 in the morning now that I am getting up over an hour earlier because I’m a lot more relaxed. Frankly I was more concerned thinking how great that film is (it is definitely one of the best) and wondering if I could possibly justify getting a projector or large flatscreen television just to watch it. Given how little television I watch however, that’s a tall order.
Meanwhile, the days are somehow a lot easier when I’m a lot more relaxed because I haven’t been rushing around in the morning. And that’s good.
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