I continually aim to be in bed hours before I make it. Thankfully, the bus schedule forces me to stay on a tight schedule in the morning. There are three buses between 7am -7:15 am which I can take and be in class on time, so at most I get 13 minutes (in case it's early) of flexibility. It's best. I tend to be a dawdler in the morning -- nothing I love more than to wash up all the dirty dishes, scrub the bathtub, reorganize my closet, etc. before I head off for the day. You probably think I am joking, but I'm not. Somehow putting things in order before entering the chaos of life gives me a sense of "everything's alright." Generally, I cannot completely curb myself of this desire, so the tight morning schedule forces me to be selective about my morning dawdling.
And finally my body, or maybe it's my mind, has not yet accepted having to give up its night owl tendency. I'll be tired for hours and then suddenly at 9:30 pm I feel great and find it's approaching 11pm, and I haven't packed my lunch for the next day or put my school bag together. Sounds like elementary school, right? But mornings do go so much better when my backpack is sitting by the door ready to go and my lunch is waiting for me in the fridge.
Well, here's to sleep. May I find some soon.
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