I'm pretty sure I'm right when I say that 4:30 am is pretty much the best hour for waking up and fretting.
I mean, what else is there to do when you're randomly awake at that hour?
I tried breathing deeply. I tried thinking the boringest thoughts I could come up with. I tried emptying my mind and making myself sink into the mattress.
I'm a sleeper. I like to sleep. I am not a night owl, nor am I an early bird. And why are both of these birds? I never noticed that before.
Yet, there I was, at the pre-crack of dawn, wide awake.
I got myself out for a run at 5:45. By then it was light and there was no hope of falling back asleep. Whenever I exercise early, and it's clear and beautiful outside, I think, "Oh, I should always get up and run before work!"
So I've been up since 4:30. It makes for a long-ass day. I already feel like it should be Wednesday, you know?