It is easy to stay up late.
One feels tempted to stay up for hours watching TV or reading one of the MANY books you have on your to-do list.
Or writing blog posts.
It feels good to give into this temptation before drifting into eventual sleep.
But you feel it in the morning, when you have to get up for work and just want to shoot yourself in the head and feel tired all day.

Waking up in the morning is hard.
One is tempted to hit the alarm, curl under the blankets, snuggle into the lovely envelop of body heat.
mmm… but if you do manage to resist this, and tear yourself into the cold dark morning.
And drive to the beach to watch the sunrise.
It is the best way to start the day, you feel excellent. You feel unstoppable.

This is so much like life.
So often things that feel good at the time are major sources of regret and distress later on.
So often things that feel uncomfortable at the time become the memorys you treasure the most.

I feel that if I can learn to go to sleep early and wake up early, I will be able to master all things.
Then I will have championed the thing inside of me that stops me being the perfect human being.
This is the dream i cling to, like a golden balloon.
Its string wrapped around my wrist, dragging me into that vaccum called space.

Thankyou red curtains.
You may close now.
(Advance)