Awakening to the Joys of Early Mornings

Every night I make a promise to myself: tomorrow will be the day I rise with the sun, conquer the world, and become the quintessential early bird. But alas, the morning rolls in, and I’m left battling the sweetest of temptations—morning sleep.

They say, “The early bird catches the worm,” but what about the poor night owl who traded worms for dreams of grandeur while staring at the ceiling at 2 a.m.? My willpower, robust and determined at midnight, seems to wither like a dried leaf come 6 a.m. Procrastination whispers sweet nothings into my ears, and before I know it, I’m snoozing my alarm for the seventh time.

Life is full of paradoxes, but none greater than this: I want to wake up early, yet my morning self sabotages my plans as if it’s auditioning for a role in a Shakespearean tragedy.

“Why do you do this to me?” I ask myself every groggy morning. “Carpe Diem,” they say. My reply? “Carpe pillow.”

But then came the realization: mornings are magical. Waking up early doesn’t just grant you an extra slice of time pie; it allows you to savor life. When evenings are free, I can be the mother who paints with her kids, reads stories to them, and dives into hobbies long forgotten. The thought of it is enough to spark a rebellion against my morning inertia.

So, here I am, trying yet again. “Fall seven times, rise eight,” as the Japanese proverb goes. I’m building a fortress of discipline. My first weapon? An alarm clock that sounds like a marching band. My second? A journal where I pen down all the things I can achieve by waking up early.

I remind myself of the health benefits. Studies show early risers have better mental health, productivity, and even glowing skin (or so I’ve heard). My mantra: “Sleep is good, but dreams chased while awake are better.”

In the war of dawn and my sweet bed,
I fight battles inside my head.
But one day soon, I’ll rise with grace,
And greet the sun with a smiling face.

Here’s to embracing the morning, one sunrise at a time. If I fail? There’s always tomorrow… unless procrastination gets there first.