Tomorrow morning I have to wake up at 6am, in order to leave my accommodation by 7am, in order to make my flight home.
I hate waking up, especially when I’ve only slept a little. It’s 1am now. Whoops.
If I sleep a lot and wake up naturally, then waking up is fine. It’s welcome. Even on days when I sleep just a little less than is desired, but I get up early for work, I feel rejuvenated and ready to get up.
Tomorrow will not be one of those days.
Tomorrow will be gross.
When I wake up after little sleep, there is nothing that can convince me this world is a good place. My whole body feels disgusting. My throat restricts, my head spins, my stomach hurts. I hate it.
But here I go, setting my alarm clock.
