Lost In Translation

Work is fast becoming a drainer. I cannot make sandwiches everyday.
But thanks to its schedule, funnily, I find myself waking up early every morning now, no matter how much sleep I get the night before. I don't know, maybe it's something else that's waking me up, but I've been consistently waking up at around 8:30 - 9:00am every morning. And it's not difficult to get up either.
And even more surprisingly, I kinda like it.

Of course, it's not too good when I had slept for only a few hours the night before. But it definitely leaves a lot more of the day for me to spend.
I'm 10 days in since my resolutions post. It's been going pretty well so far, I reckon.
I've been consistently hitting the gym twice a week, bought myself Kafka On the Shore, watched my diet (less fatty crap these days, more juice?), and spent a whole day on Friday toying with the 5D; making me want it even more now.

I'm glad we get a long weekend today.
Spent my entire Friday helping Jon shoot a wedding alongside Iris. It was exhausting, lugging an estimate of 20kilos of equipment and snapping a thousand photos on a hot summer day in the gardens. But it was heaps of fun too. There's so much more in photography to learn about, really. I finally realised the importance of technicalities in this field and am now pretty adamant about learning more. It was a challenge; taking creative shots at a pace that isn't mine. I like it. I totally suck at it right now but I'd do it again.
There's so much more to learn.

I spent the remainder of the weekend watching the Australian Open. Both players I rooted for in the Women's and Men's won. Booyah.
And today, my urban life core team will be heading up the Dandenongs to climb the 1000 steps as I did during Christmas again.

I'm glad we get a long weekend today.