One eye opened. The digital clock in the corner of the dark room read 4:49. He opened the other sand-crusted eye and his vision slowly began to adjust to the dark. The dog was asleep. The sun was asleep. The birds were asleep. Even his wife was asleep. The warm bed seductively called his name — he ignored its siren song. With the enthusiasm of a man driven, his feet hit the floor.
He was awake because he didn’t want to oversleep his dream.
It was a dream that motivated him to wake up every morning before his alarm went off. While others snoozed, he worked. While the people who didn’t believe in him slept, he proved them wrong. Miracles happened every day before sunrise.
His dog shifted around on the bed, climbed up on his now vacant pillow and went back to sleep. The groggy man laughed at the sleeping terrier and got ready for the day.
Dedication. Determination. Sleep deprivation.
He smiled. He could could sleep when he died. Right now he had lots of living to do. The clock said 5:00 a.m. It was time to get to work.
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This must be “wake up at 5 a.m.” week. I’m getting up at five, but my mind doesn’t join me until six.
I normally wake before my alarm (which is set at 5:14). This morning I didn’t. I hate my alarm and try to keep from having to hear it. I guess I’m really sleepy.
my morning schedule has been off for awhile now. I’m thinking I may set my alarm to play this song @ 5:14… http://youtu.be/rZOc2LQ5xVY but I could even set it to start a little earlier & still get the same effect I’m sure.
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