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A new era

I got up early today, at 6:30, and took a shower, ate breakfast, and generally got things done early. It is a new era.

Waking up early makes me feel refreshed and alive, like I can accomplish a lot. I plan to do this everyday for a long time. Think I can do it?

We will see.

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Anonymous said…
Depends. When did you usually get up? I've found that the old adages of "the more things change the more they stay the same," and "you can't teach an old dog new tricks," etc., etc., are pretty accurate. That's probably why they call them adages.

Getting up early does rule, but staying up late rules more!
3:30 PM
Sumpygump said…
I used to get up at 8:30-9:00.

I agree that staying up late rules way more! My average bedtime for last week was like 2am, and boy it was awesome!
3:33 PM
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