A tweet has haunted me for months that read, "give yourself the gift of waking up at 5 am."

Personally I can't think of any greater form of self harm than getting up before dark. So maybe thats why I couldn't resist trying it.

This morning, I got up at five and snuck in in an extra three hours of writing before mom-in-a-pandemic duties began. I went to bed early in preparation and therefore It didn't kill me.

And it almost bothers me how much more clearly I write in the morning versus at night (like I'm too sleepy to say anything but exactly what I need to.)

We'll see how it goes.

The early bird, etc.

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