Tragedy

Every vicious cycle has some backstory, so here's mine.

I am not a morning person. At all. Before 10:00, the world is a colorless place associated with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, a nasty taste in my mouth, unbearably heavy eyelids, and a vague sense of impending doom. On the other hand, I love nights. They are full of bright lights, time with friends, and a carefree assurance that I can, in fact, accomplish everything I need to and everything I want to, as long as I don't mind staying up later.

And now the sad part comes. Somehow, I've fallen into the bad habit of being early to bed and earlier to rise. So far, I don't feel particularly healthy, I am not wealthy at all, and based just on my sleeping habits, I must be very unwise. But I can't seem to break the cycle.

Here's how the death spiral goes. I have lots of homework, and it takes lots of time to do. So at some point I decided it would be wise to go to bed, and wake up early and do my homework. That meant that the next day, I was tired early, and I had to go to bed early. But my homework still wasn't done. So I set my alarm for an alarmingly early awakening. And the next night I got tired early again. And so forth.

The results of all this? Every morning I am awake by 5:00am (5:30 at the latest). And I get extra hours of feeling pale and washed-out, and then I'm asleep when I should be enjoying the vibrancy of the night. Tragic, isn't it?