Waking up in the morning, one tries to make sense of things which help the mind become aware of the context, this subconscious process if misses a step, it leads to very interesting feelings.
" I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was-I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost." Jack Kerouac, On The Road
The first thing that came to my mind was the date. 2nd of March. Panic. 2nd of March?! What happened to the first of march? Panic. March!! 2009!!! and so on.
Talking to one of my friends last night, discussing a similar topic: age and birthdays. She said "It suddenly hit me, on my 25th birthday last month, I realized I was 25 and couldn't believe it. I was like "Shit! Yeh kya ho gaya?""
Days are going by very fast. Tomorrow isnt too far, neither is the next month. So one can put things off and not worry too much about it, but if today feels just like yesterday and tomorrow looks just like today, all the time we've got is right now, and its a good time to do things.
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