Lindsay Goldwert 12.17.14 5:19 AM
I've had a lifelong struggle with waking up in the morning.
No matter how much sleep I got at night, getting up for school was always torture. As soon as I learned my ABCs, I was pleading for "five more minutes."
Things got worse as I got older. I got into the habit of sleep procrastination—staying up late, reading, watching bad movies, writing in my journal—just to avoid going to bed and by logic, waking up the next day. Every morning, my mother had to shout at me that I had to 15 minutes to get dressed and be out the door but it was always worth it to get those extra five minutes of sleep. At least I thought it was. My morning bleariness and disorientation led to a lot of unsigned permission slips and overdue library books left at the door.