Reminisce
I miss the days when life required no diligence, self-control, or self-denial.
Mornings, as well as one or two other things, will likely be a bane of my existence for my entire life. Such a simple task, failing to continue to sleep, yet I it requires immense effort to approach the line I call appropriate. Perhaps I fear change too much, such that the change from not sleeping to sleeping, and vise versa, is a daily unknown anxiety-riddled event. Or maybe I just like to sleep.