I have plenty of random thoughts in the morning, you see.
And then I compile them and post the DBD.
Sadly, at six am, my creativity is lacking.
It's not that I don't care; it's not that I'm slacking.
Trying to write the DBD in limerick is just too hard.
Maybe next time.
Anyway, we know how hard it can be to force yourself out of bed in the morning. Your mind clearly knows that it's time to get up, but somehow, you're convinced to close your eyes and doze off again. And it's that constant struggle, until you make that final push to turn on the light and finally get out of bed.
What is it that does it for you? Are you a creature of routine? I know we all get up for our jobs (and some for school) - is it the promise of the paycheck or the negative reinforcement (getting in trouble for being late) that makes you get up? Or is it something else entirely? Does the sound of birds chirping inspire you to make a difference in the world? Does the promise of a new day and endless new possibilities makes you realize that infinitely more potential exists in the world outside of your bed than in it? What, dear friends, what?