Hi! Do you remember blogs? Well, this used to be one. Now it just serves as an archive for my multiple Twitter accounts.

27 February 2003

There definitely is something hostile in the morning atmosphere. It can’t be temperature, since I get the same feeling in summer as in winter. Actually, the way I react to this has changed in time: when I was a kid, I loved the times we had to get up early, before the sun rised, because I felt like I was visiting an unknown country, braving the dangers of an inhospitable universe, exploring a new world. Which feelings left me when it became more of a routine, and it wasn’t motivated by travels, but by classes, too early, too far from home.

I wonder if this particular atmosphere is created by the light, or if it’s only psychological. After all, it’s all possible: the light wavelength could be different in the early hours, and have an impact on the brain. Or it could be me. That would make sense as well.

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