Miguel

 Sun is in the sky. It's mid-june, which is WINTER in Rio de Janeiro BUT it is 32°C outside; waking up was easy, but getting up has never been so stupidly painful. Arms won't obey, legs won't even move, eyes fight down the light and my bed is so appealing. All the symptoms lead me to a blatant conclusion - diagnosis: LAZINESS. "another 5 minutes, I promise" - Well, I've never been much of a promise keeper anyway. ZzZz...

What is it that when one has decided that they will make the most of their lives, all they want to do, actually, is lie in bed forever and after? It sounds like some sort of trick of the universe to bring me down. God or whoever that runs the universe is a definitely a major bitch, everyday I'm more certain of that. And how am I supposed to fight a divine bitch? Maybe I'm blaming the wrong individual, maybe all I need is some sunlight to get my levels of vitamin D together. Let me try that...

1 hour and 23 minutes later...

What? Don't forget I still had to fight against laziness, and don't judge me..I won, didn't I?! Indeed it is amazing what a few minutes outside do to your self-indulgence, I already feel like the luckiest bloke about. Now that I've overcome the first obstacle of living aka waking up, I need to overcome the second one which is deciding what to do from a long list of priotities: 1) ... urgh, sod 'em all. I'll just go with the flow. What could go wrong on such a sunny day? I'll go for a walk around the lake and see from there what I want to do. It's my day off and I don't want to waste it making stupid bureaucratic plans. This is Rio, isn't it...bureaucracy is for the bourgeoisie - we, working class dogs, strut our stuff at the beach.

Miggers xx

Comments (1)

ryan 02-07-2010

Oh brilliant - from what I remember and from the guys I met in Antwerp from Rio - for sure - that is exactly what you do!

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