I woke up from a long night’s sleep from a very pleasant but confusing dream, of course I’ve forgot about it now but that usually happens.
I really have mixed feelings about waking up in the morning, I always feel like I could sleep more. I guess you could say I’m a little lazy there. I usually just lay in bed in the morning and try to get back to sleep. Even if I already had a good 8 hours.
It’s a terrible habit I have from my early childhood years up till about 3 years ago. You see back then I could never seem to fall to sleep. I kept laying in bed trying to fall asleep but never managed to. In the mornings I would be too tired to do anything so I missed a lot of school. I tried some medicine to help my problems, but nothing helped, until I moved away from Nordland to Trondheim and started my transition to become the woman I am inside.
Nowadays I treasure sleep, waking up is considerable easier when I get plenty of rest. And one of the small things I appreciate about waking up early is that I can get things done. On of the things I get early in the morning on winter days like these is to light the stove and sitting in front of it while the heat radiates off it and warms me and my surroundings. It’s a very good feeling, I can’t help but smile.
Getting out of bed on the other hand, harder than running a marathon.