Yesterday, I went to Enoshima with my friends from 7 o'clock in the morning. The weather was nice and it was warm out with a little breeze and it was almost perfect. Except for the part where the escalators were closed in order to get to the top of the island and we had to walk up what felt like hundreds of stairs.
Going out at this time of day made me realize how long 24 hours actually is. It was nice having time left because we started the day early, but I think I'll stick with my usual routine of sleeping in until its afternoon.
I mean, there is no such thing as sleeping too much right?...
