The Mirror Thing

I am not at all a morning person. Although I do wake up quite early but that's because of college timings. Anyway, almost all of my mornings are same -I wake up with a nest of hair on my head and the duvet half way down from the bed. I can never be nice with the person who crosses my path in the morning. I am moody, cranky and grumpy like a lost child who puts his right foot in left slipper. I gather my scrunchie and water bottle from somewhere or the other and proceeds to open the curtains and windows to let the cool breeze in when the bright warm sun rays hit my eyes telling me how late am I in waking up. My mind would still be loading itself up and I had no effing idea about why I am on this earth? Also, I really hate it when people say good morning first thing in the morning like how can a morning be good? or why the hell your morning is good? Well after all this I walk from dimmed yellow lights and golden rays into the living room which is usually filled with action (perks of ...