A willing and able morning person...a very early morning person

At 1:42am the possibilities for being staunchly awake are endless. For me, right now, there's only one reason. Maybe two. A compound reason.

    I have a stomachache.
  • It's too warm.

(Photo courtesy of Unsplash: https://unsplash.com/photos/5Rr9AwgAFAk)A bleary-eyed rummage throughout the house has calmed my unsettled digestion and several splashes of cold water to the back of the neck and face have eased my suffering, slightly. A familiar dilemma has crossed my path.Now that I'm awake, and it's 1:45am, do I take advantage of this seemingly endless span of time to write? Do I pick up the proverbial red pen and set the flame of revision alight on my manuscript first draft (that's another post I should be writing - the first time completing a first draft of fiction: stay tuned).

  • Sleep isn't feasible. Not in the foreseeable hour or two. Tossing and flipping in a restless horizontal position isn't appealing, but right now neither is turning on any lights. Albeit for the glow of this blog publishing phone app on my face in the darkened apartment lit only by stripes of shadow from the shades standing still on my living room wall. A meandering description that's getting me nowhere closer to my desired destination of meaning, or sleep.

There's creative electricity in the very early morning hours when you would never dare contact another human being. Researchers and scientists and other folks of data-backed wisdom I'm sure have plenty of evidence as to why that is. When I got stuck into my current writing project, it started because of a bout of insomnia (or perhaps the muses simply stirring in me to make the most of an extra two awake hours each morning) at around 5am. Three and a half months later and here I am grateful for every moment I woke up clear-eyes without the hint of grogginess to take on the "easy" part of writing -- just getting it all out.(Photo courtesy of Unsplash because lefties need love too: https://unsplash.com/photos/XrSzacdYbtQ)I must be awake for a reason. Otherwise, the fact of not being asleep while the rest of my time zone is in a deep REM cycle is utterly frustrating.Mornings are my favorite time of day. Especially when everyone you know is still asleep. Satisfaction comes in the simple productivity of having a jump start on the day and knocking out a few of those pesky musts: teeth-brushing, coffee, meditation, perhaps a cheeky social media scroll or astrological information download. It feels good to be first. Not that it's a race. (But isn't it always, kinda, very much so a race?)It's now 1:58am and I've got a choice to make it. Go back to bed, whether sleep is ready for me or not. Turn on the lights, turn on the computer, lean into the electronic light and just write. It doesn't matter what. So long as I'm getting something out there and releasing the weight of my subconscious burdens.I'll keep you posted on this riveting decision.

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