Short Story #18: Buying Breakfast

I'm not sure whether it is something to be proud about but I am an early riser, waking up as early as 5.45 a.m. even on regular days. People may think that I am crazy but I relish in waking up before the sun even rises. It is actually not a difficult thing to do and comes with its own set of advantages as well. Once you stretched and stepped out of your bed, just gather all your willpower to walk all the way to your bathroom to take a refreshing warm shower. That would invigorate you greatly! And what are the advantages? Well, you get to start your day early and this leaves you more time to do your activities for the day, provided that you don't procrastinate of course.

But, for me, my favourite part of waking up early is buying breakfast. I'm not sure about others but I help buy breakfast for my entire family every morning. Tucked away in the corner, an Indian stall is doing brisk business everyday. I am usually greeted by a long queue (that fortunately does not stretch for miles and miles) by the time I got there. The waiting time is long as a result but it was definitely worth the wait. The normal thinking would be to curse at the long queue and how it is practically taking up all of your time. However, looking at the bright side, that long queue shows how well the stall is actually doing so that would mean the stall is here to stay! Also, that would also mean you have to be up earlier and be the first in line.