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I believe that the people of the world are divided by one thing, and one thing only. And this divider is not race, or socio-economic status, as most of you would believe. Oh no. The people of the world fall into two groups. The first group consists of happy-go-lucky morning people who can’t wait to launch themselves into the day as soon as their eyes open. And the second group consists of people who struggle to formulate full words let alone sentences before noon, and will very readily stab you should you even look in their general direction with the hint of a smile on your face. I, am fortunate enough, to fall into the first group. However, for those of you who can’t function unless you have a mainline of caffeine every morning, here are some tips should you ever wish to make the transition to the brighter side of the waking up!

In an ideal world, our morning ritual of awakening wouldn’t mean we’d have to get to the office with a workload from Hell – a tortuous task often perpetuated by the tendency for this work load to be quite notably more large on Mondays (the day of the week I’m convinced that the world will end, should it ever do so). However, since the world in which we live is far from ideal, you have two options to make the most of this daily phenomenon called work. On one hand, you could go bat sh!t crazy and blow up the building, thus ensuring your staying in bed a few hours longer is the least of your boss’s troubles. Or you could ensure that the work you do, is the work you want to do. I know it sounds like a cliche, but you have one life to live. So, why would you spend it doing anything other than that which makes you happy? Especially when it comes to something you’ll be doing everyday for what may be a large portion of your time on Earth? As a wise old Greek man once told me, “do what you love. The money may follow, the money may not. If you’re happy, you’re already rich beyond measure.” Happiness is priceless.

See the face you want to see when you open your eyes. It may sound somewhat insubstantial, but waking up to someone every morning can have a wonderful effect on your mood – so long as it’s not someone whose name you can’t remember. That’s a little bit awkward. Should the person you’re waking up to be the same person with whom you share a crazy, wild, wonderful love – well, what else could you ask for? If you’re lucky enough to be able to do this, it makes sense that you’ll find waking up a lot more pleasurable when it’s waking up to someone you can’t wait to wake up to. Wake up to the person who makes you happy. It’s truly that simple. I promise.

I’m ashamed to say it – mostly because it represents a move towards adulthood *shudder* – but exercise in the morning can actually make my day! I never thought I’d ever be a morning exercise person, but low and behold, when I wasn’t looking, it happened. Living in Cape Town meant a daily early morning run along the promenade – a daily ritual that I actually looked forward to! (I know, you may as well put me into an old age home and just leave me there.) It’s not all bad news, however. Not only do you feel better because of the endorphins pulsing through your blood stream, but you’ll perform better whilst doing the actual exercise. Honest! Now, wipe that horrified look off your face, and go for a run already. Sheesh.

If all else fails, just accept that there’s little else to be done. I’d recommend waking up to a sea view with a breakfast buffet awaiting you, and several smalls midgets to tend to your every whim as you slowly go through the motions of feeling better about being awake… But I’d also be giving you false hope. Maybe these little things won’t help transform you into less of a monster before midday, but maybe that’s okay. As long as morning people and non-morning people alike give one another warning, there’s no reason we need lose anymore individuals to the deathly wrath of flying knives and coffee cups. At least, I hope there isn’t.
For now, I’ll just go on being a bouncy, happy morning person… outside… by myself…. where there’s nothing you can beat me to a pulp with… I hope!