... or was it? I mean, I could wake up early when I prepare for it the night before, but to think of it, I really have a mixed up version of protest and nonchalance to waking up early since I was young.
Growing up it was just a matter of course, until the summer. Or until there was an adult who would goad me into being the best kid ever for always waking up early after sleeping early the night before.
Now, I find that I have to wake up earlier again because so much needs to be done. It seems like a good idea nowadays. Coming up in the next few posts, perhaps reflections about what in this world am I doing.
Growing up it was just a matter of course, until the summer. Or until there was an adult who would goad me into being the best kid ever for always waking up early after sleeping early the night before.
Now, I find that I have to wake up earlier again because so much needs to be done. It seems like a good idea nowadays. Coming up in the next few posts, perhaps reflections about what in this world am I doing.
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