4:42 a.m.

Monday morning 4:42 a.m.

Is it normal to get up so early to finish a book you have been reading?
Was in the midst of Haruki Murakami's "Sputnik Sweetheart" when I slept, rather early, at 11 last night. Woke up all of a sudden at dawn, or was it pre-dawn?, and straight away took the book from my bedside and was engrossed in the mystic world of words within minutes.
Finished it finally at around 7am, just before leaving for the gym.
The book was spellbinding needless to say. Short, sweet and a standard Murakami.
Later on it made me think. Is there anything else in this whole wide world that would make me get up so early and eagerly?
No, I guess not. I couldn't think of anything.
Isn't this weird?
But then being normal was my forte.