Waking up in the morning.

For the vast majority of my days, the most difficult thing is waking up in the morning. This isn't some moan about difficult days or anything either, it's the literal act of pulling myself out of bed. It doesn't matter morning or night when I go to sleep, but whenever it is time to wake up to an alarm - count me out. Whatever that means I pulled myself out of bed this monday morning so we'll just count that as a W. Really that's all I have for today, I've been awake for about 2 hours now and just crave to go back to sleep. All is well, I'll just pump myself full of coffee in the mean time.

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