I can’t even begin to really understand the magnitude of what the people in Japan are going through. The initial fear felt with the trembling, the increasing horror at the sight of the gigantic wave engulfing everything as it sweeps through towns and valleys, the culminating panic of a very likely nuclear disaster. Makes your everyday complaints about how late the train is look petty and selfish.
Taking easy this morning. The sun is starting to rise earlier and earlier, so it doesn’t feel like I am waking up in the middle of the night anymore. Still at 5:15 I could find very valid arguments as to why it is still “night”.
So it is at 5:15 I wake up every day, only today I snoozed. It was very nice. Would have been ever better if I could have been automatically transported into a Saturday when I forget to turn the alarm on, and then remember it is Saturday. Now that’s nice. But in reality it is only Wednesday and I am meeting a client at work, so as a reward for the effort of waking up so early and to celebrate the earlier sunrise, today is the first day of the year I am wearing sky-high heels to work.Note: For the security of my fellow pedestrians, and to avoid scratching my lovely mono-chrome Mary-Jane’s I am carrying them in my handbag until I get to the office, in case treacherous ice patches on the pavement cross my way.