It's pretty sad how I attempt to wake up early on Sundays just to better myself and get things done.
But apparently the world is out to get me, for I always end up doing nothing. Nothing, at all. Talk about productivity. Is it really so much to ask for? I go to sleep fairly early last night in order to wake up bright and cheery the next morning, content with a full 9 hours of rest. BUT NO. My body, the world, and the cosmos saw it more befitting to let me forsake my needed research for something they felt was better: a few more hours of rest.
Oy. Really, now. The whole purpose of my setting my alarm clock has been defeated.
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- A song sung to convince someone to love you... Every humansong is as unique as a fingerprint. When you open a window in the spring, the air is sometimes filled with them. --Nicole Krauss