I awoke at around five o'clock, far too early for me. One of the most challenging changes I had to make in my lifestyle was waking up outside my typical timetable. I know this will be like my everyday battle. A fight about whether to wake up or not. I groaned as I realized my bed had become too seductive. It frequently entices me, causing my system to shiver in its loving embrace while becoming accustomed to the warmth it provides.
A kiss for rest and a comforting dream which I cherished. Yet, with the sound of the alarm clock, everything was swallowed up in a flood of despondency. Then realization struck like lightning, and it never failed to sting. I begged for a chance to stay connected with my bed for a little longer, but like fish stepping on land, it had become impossible to happen.
