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Morning all... as much as I hate to admit it, after 29 yrs, I KNOW I'm not a morning person. I even try. But when 12am rolls around, I'm still bouncing off the walls. It can't be the caffeine, since I don't drink coffee or tea much these days, and I've cut down drastically my Coke consumption. I try to be a good little boy, and jump in bed, whether I'm wide eyed and bushy tailed or not, still.... it takes a whole herd of sheep counting before I drift off.

When morning comes, at 8:45am, I groan. I jerk out of bed like a man possessed, then I slam on the alarm off button. This is where will power does NOT exist. I look at my bed, and I think of getting up, and the warm bed wins, everytime. It's not just about resolve, it's about being defeated. Morning defeats me, and I have to at least sleep another 15 min before panic sets in, and I finally awake, although not without much protest from my whole body.

But it wasn't always like this. I remember vividly in grade 3, I would wake up every morning before 7am, and think about how cool it was to be at school that day. I even remember days when I'd sneak off to school by myself, just so I can get there before the school door opens. I always thought that it was cool to be there before everyone else. Don't ask me why. I don't try to figure it out either.

ZZZZzzzz.


posted by losir at 12:30 PM