It has come to my attention how unpleasant mornings are.
They've always been unpleasant ever since I can remember waking up. Not in a Garfield "I hate mornings" way but in an "I just really hate having to wake up right now" kind of way.
What can I say, I'm a dreamer. It's literally what I'm here to do.
I don't hate waking up, per say. I rather enjoy opening my pretty brown eyes to natural sunshine and birdsong. Or waking up from a really good nap. Or waking up laughing out loud from a really great dream.
But waking up like a girl, interrupted?
Um, no.
That's not for me.
That might be for other people with other priorities, but that is not for me.
I would just like to point out that in order to force yourself to wake up at a time that doesn't naturally open your eyeballs, you have to set something called an "alarm".
Just look at the language. It's so clear. What else are "alarms" used for?
Car alarms
Fire alarms
Smoke alarms
Security alarms
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Having to or forcing yourself to wake up is literally alarming.
It's disturbing.
It's jarring.
It's hard to adjust because it's so off-putting.
Physically, spiritually.
You are crashing into your own brain waves instead of riding them all the way to shore like a cool kid.
But waking up naturally when your body has done its allotted amount of...
resting
healing
dreaming
because your body knows best
When your consciousness is ready to return to this realm
With nature: the sun, the birds
It's absolutely beautiful.
Physically, spiritually.
And God said, "Let there be ease",
TWS
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