My eyes pry open when I hear the annoying melody of my alarm go off. It has no remorse for what kind of night i had; whether I tossed and turned all night or not, when 6:30 comes, my clock has an obligation to get me up to start my day.
Sometimes, I hate 6:30. I wish I could turn my phone off and just wake up when I feel like it. Unfortunately, responsibility starts at 6:30, so I have to comply.
Good morning ladies and gentlemen.