I seldom sleep much past 5am these days. Not that I don’t want to. I’d love to be able to sleep in the way I used to…but at the same time, getting up so early means I have time to write that I wouldn’t have if I slept in. Always the trade off.
I’ve seen stuff going round social media lately talking about Revenge Bedtime Procrastination, which sure, I sometimes have that going on, but I think this early morning nonsense is born of the same urge, that feeling like I need more time in my day.
It isn’t like I’m overworked. I do a good 8 hour day like most folks, but being alone means I also need to do all the things that need doing, and sometimes it just feels like I’m getting nowhere fast.
So yes, I was up at 4 am this morning and I already have a couple hundred words on the page to show for it.
I also have an empty coffee cup, so I need to see about filling it with some more Death Wish Coffee. We have finally arrived at the time of year where I can drink my coffee without a fan on in the mornings. It’s cool, almost even crisp this morning, though it will be warm enough for fans by the afternoon.
Happy Tuesday, Readers! I hope the day brings you good things.