Pet Peeve #4

False modesty.

Mornings are Always a Struggle

I remember waking up in my room this one summer day. My first sight of the morning was my clock. It read 5:45ish. I then closed my eyes, hating that I was awake that early, then I thought about it.

I should like getting up early because I could do more things this way. I had my own room, was alone in it, and I could pretty much do anything I want without disturbing anybody or without being disturbed by my parents.

There's nothing I dislike more than them knocking on my door, trying to wake me up. For me, it marks the end of my alone time to be private, calm, and meditative. I think this is the reason why I don't like letting people know I am awake. The last thing I want to happen as the first thing that happens to me in the day is to have a disorganized, anxious, chaotic mind.