It’s before five. Your bed is warm. You gaze at the numbers on your bedside clock. You’ve woken up a minute before your alarm goes off. Do you reset it? Do you pull the covers back over your head and roll over?
You lie there thinking of your life. You think of the doubters. The friends who abandoned you. The coworkers who threw you under the bus. You think about the haters. You think about the kid in sixth grade who taunted you. What a jerk.
Did I mention the bed is warm?
The alarm is about to go off. You close your eyes and take a deep breath. Your hand reaches over to turn off the alarm.
Then you swing your feet around and touch them to the cold floor.
You get up and run in the cold. You do pushups and sit-ups. You read a chapter of a book. You read scripture. You meditate. You pray. You WRITE a chapter of your next book. You draw a picture. You get up and do the work while your doubters sleep. Their beds are warm, too.
They’re still dreaming while you’re making your dream come true.
It’s before five. And you’re changing your life.